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Dear Friend – If it’s okay, I’d like to start easy and make mint tea in fat, ceramic mugs and bring them to the living room. The news is all still a bit new and I’m gonna spill but I'm nervous. I’ve got this big, leather couch and it’s uber-comfy, I promise. Okay. Here we go. One month ago I danced a giddy, wild little dance in my saffron kitchen. Just seconds before, I'd gotten an email. It was the kind of email that changes your life. Like winning the lottery. Or, getting a

There are a myriad of names I could call you—Little Papaya, minor Oblongata and Action Hero being the most current endearments—but of late you’ve felt so very aquatic and I the aquarium, that it seems inevitable that I revert to the watery, the oceanic. Let me introduce myself. We are, of course, well acquainted in the most primal of arrangements, but if I’m to understand your orientation correctly I am, at present, merely the invisible water in which you swim. I am the alpha