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Artemis---Lagrange transmission delay:\\
Artemis—Lagrange transmission delay:\\
35 days, 20 hours, 24 minutes
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I'm breaking my communications embargo to message you directly in the strictest confidence. I don't know the details, but I'm pretty sure this will pass through Castor without pinging Codrin or my exes (or anyone, for that matter). The last thing I want is yet another tearful letter from any of them just because my name flashed across their feeds.
Well. I say `yet another tearful letter', but there's only been three — one for each of them — so I'm hardly being bombarded, but I just\ldots I can't, Ioan.
Well. I say `yet another tearful letter', but there's only been three—one for each of them—so I'm hardly being bombarded, but I just\ldots I can't, Ioan.
I need to talk to someone about this. I need to talk to someone who truly understands. I talk to Sarah quite a bit, of course, both in a therapeutic and a professional context, but there needs to be that sense of connection to the matter on a more personal level than just therapist to client. She's a delight to work with and an amazing teacher.
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They still have each other back on Castor, though. They still love each other, living out on that prairie in that ridiculous house, and all their letters serve to do is to drag me back into that mindset.
The real crux — really, the real reason this is all making me panic so much — is that I'm forgetting.
The real crux—really, the real reason this is all making me panic so much—is that I'm forgetting.
Forgetting! How novel!