Letter to Kit

I was putting away all the crap on top of the sofa-chair I have in my room. A striped white jacket, a health magazine, my sketchbook gloves etc. I uncovered a letter I had sealed up to Kit in the autumn days here at school. I opened it and read it again.
What a day. I remember the distinct feel of the wind, coming over the mountains and seeping through me, I could have wept. The space as i sat on a ledge and read her message to me, how much I needed it. Feeling like the now was such a novelty sensation, gone in many moments...underneath all that, my hopes, dreams, an obscure future; all drifting through me like some invisible river. It was a strange sense of clarity I sank into into, perhaps because of the peaceful solitude in an open place. Like dipping into water, and feeling it swirl around my legs and beyond.
So. ...Such nostalgia. For the present moment? I feel it now and again. I certainly felt it then.
Writing letters is so ... ...human.

"Kit. Oh Kit. oh kit.
your letter came at the exact moment i needed it. I always read your letters on this stone ledge above the whole school where you can see everything. The school and the mountains. There is almost always a soft breeze here and a bit of shade. I don't even know how to describe to you what just happened. Maybe it is the place, and the autumn wind pushing furiously and briefly against the side of me. I'm wearing that red and black-patterned dress I don so rarely. Your letter filled me with such a sense of beauty and love. I felt our connection so strongly over the mountains suddenly, and your shining face somwehere in the wind.
I felt so lonely, on my perch where I can see everything. Sitting here serves to put me in focus (centered) and to help me gain perspective. It clarifies my mind. I realized how lonely I felt, regardless of my obviously loving boyfriend, the friends i have connections with here, music, and art.
[Yun-duc=golden dragon]
Like i was alone though perched well, and all of a [nga kurang la gagidu=i love you]
sudden I realize this because of all the love I felt from you. I felt our connection so shining and strong, and timeless. I look to the side, how the leaves dance and break from the branches to tumble down; feel how time is passing, and transient. How fast things are changing ni this world. I felt how the light shifts in a day, to the next day, how i'm only here at college so long, how young we are and how we will be older one day, all of us. How the relationship I'm in might end even tho its so good now, and how it must, eventually.
How time is movingand then through the mountains, to me when i needed it and just there, so tangible- our sister connection.
It was such a beautiful moment, and i felt so warmed. Talk about love is not time-bound or space-bound.
Now i feel this letter is descending toward its end as it needs to be. I'll write promptly more on some personal subjects here, but i really wished to share my first reaction. It moved me to some subtle tears Kit, my sister. I love you, and i feel that. ..feel it as well, now, you, or whenever you need to. I love you regardless of time or space,and it gratifies me to know that i trust you deeply, that we are friends on our journeys, that we will be friends for a long time. aka sisters! apsshh! duh. So i'll catch you later. But you should know you helped me a lot just now, the way i could be there for you when you called me recently. LOVE. YOU."

I sent the letter.

Ciao for now, world.