I hope you know you’re driving me crazy. I’m growing more anxious by the second. The unknown really is frightening. It’s probably my fault. I apologize for always assuming the worst. It’s just that when you think the worst, the reality of the situation doesn’t seem so bad. You’ve got the cold war reenacting itself in the pit of my stomach. It’s the tension. I have to say, I don’t know how much longer I can stand it. I hope I’m not being too hasty, but it only takes a second to dial my number. A second of your time is all I ask for
