Dear eMail

Dear eMail,

I can still remember the first day we met.  It was 1995, I was young and naïve. I immediately fell in love with you as the glow of AOL reflected from the screen onto my face.   I remember how you whispered “you’ve got mail” into my ear. The sweet sound of your voice sent chills up my spine. I couldn’t get enough of you.  I wanted to see you every second I could. I thought of you while I was at school. I thought of you while I was with my friends. I’d wake up in the middle of the night thinking of you.  I felt alive when I was with you. I felt like the world was full of possibilities. We were young and in love.  

I was young and impressionable.  I’m older now, and I have more wisdom and perspective.  I see that our relationship isn’t healthy. You overwhelm me.  You take control of my thoughts. At some point my love became an obsession.  Our relationship has spun out of control. Or maybe I can’t control myself when I am around you.  Either way, I need some space. It’s not you, it’s me. Actually, it is you. You’re the problem. I think I need some time alone. 

This is the longest relationship I’ve ever had, so it’s so hard to walk away from you.  I don’t know if I can. I know I need you, but I just don’t know how to live with you. I know I need some time alone.  I want to know what it would feel like to have some space from you. I think I would be a better person. I think I would rediscover my passions and interest.  I think I would spend more time with my friends and family. I think I would be nicer to my kids if you weren’t always in the back of my head. I think I would be better at my job.  I think I would be more focused. I think I would buy less stuff. I think I would be happier.  

All My Best,

Mostly Minimal

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