The Flying Carpet

Monday, January 29, 2007

Captain Keerthi


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At 1:10 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sarabella-

This is how connected I still am. I got home from night shift last Sat. a.m. (2/24) and went to bed. Dreamed like crazy, as usual. The last dream before waking was of being in an airport, departing for somewhere unknown. My luggage fell open. I bent down to repack the items and looked up to see you (with unidentified other woman). You had just arrived back in U.S. I said: "This is so weird, Sara, I've just been thinking how much I miss you." We went for a walk. You told me that you and Dan had secretly married (but was it official?) before leaving Sri Lanka. Did I think it was crazy? I said no. I knew it was going to happen all along; it was the right thing.

Then I woke up and went downstairs. Todd had just returned from picking up the mail (which is rare). There on the sofa laid my letter from you! Isn't that crazy? I took it as a sign.

I'm at work. I couldn't remember your email address, googled you, Fulbright, Sri Lanka, Dan and finally found this "back door."

Email me!

 

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