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April 04, 2004

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erika

Hee, I saved a handful of emails from when the ex and I broke up. They are there to remind me what the relationship became and how loco he became after the breakup. I also sometimes save emails from my friend J, telling me why she stopped seeing some boy. This way, if she ever considers hooking up with said boy again, I can remind her why they aren't together in the first place.

Rob

ah...I'm not sure if I could handle modern dating. I'm like you, I know that there a couple of shoeboxes full of romantic letters in an old closet at my mother's house, but given my wife and two kids, these letters from a pre internet age are not things I want to have around. She (my mother) inquires occasionaly whether I "know" that these boxes exist and half heartly hopes that I will clear her shelves but I don't have the heart to dispose of the innocence - maybe I secretly long to return to those days when a love letter took a few days to arrive. Too bad we can't go back.

Laren

Erika --
I have saved emails from friends that served the same purpose -- reminding me why I shouldn't be with someone.

Rob --
I'm with you -- although I'm a huge fan of email, there's something very personal about a long, handwritten letter. I miss those days too.

cynthia

i've saved some of the really really good ones onto a cd. i had saved some of the evil ones too, but after awhile i decided i didn't want that evil on my computer so erased them.

redsock

Once upon a time I was madly in love with this woman and although it didn't work out (for a variety of reasons) I would write her letters and it was as if the words were pouring out from my chest right onto the page -- I know it sounds corny but... -- I think about her often and I can still feel her snuggled against me on the couch, eating ice cream in the dark - those were some of the sweetest moments I've ever known. I hope she's happy and thinks of me once in a while when she eats ice cream.

Laren

She does.

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