So. I am willing to give you all the space you need. I am feeling more secure in our relationship; you said you would tell me when you wanted to cut off all communication, so I do not fret waiting for one of your letters. I know I have been sending you a bunch of stuff because my stamps keep disappearing. Do not feel compelled to write unless I send you a specific request, and I would only do that in an emergency.

I am becoming comfortable with the duality of our relationship and not tying it to the quantity of the letters. Yes, in the past I have whined and cried about not getting mail from you, while at the same time you would be very quick to complain about the lack of any letters from me in your mailbox.

Now I am comfortable with the fact that you do like to read my letters and do miss them when they do not flow into your mailbox. This does not mean you owe me a letter for each one I send. Yes, I finally understand that. Really I do.

As a matter of fact, except for the fact that the typewriter has been deleting stuff before I can triple-check it, I have been working hard at making all the letters I send error-free. This means that while I am hopefully sending you read-worthy letters, I am learning or getting something out of each one I type.

I was amazed at the difference between my typing and the handwritten letters you sent me to type. One thing I discovered pretty quickly was the inordinate amount of sentences I started with the word "So." Now I use the search option to look for "So" and nine times out of ten I end up deleting the word.

I just got interrupted and lost my train of thought. One problem using the carbon paper. Also, in the print mode you cannot go back up in the memory past the current line. I am almost at the end of the page anyhow. Let me start proofing and printing.  ¶ 11:16 AM