for ash who needs my shoulder

we sent each other stories

it's easier than answering 'how are you?'

when the cause of something like pain ask.

here goes

a man worked in a departmental store, handling complaints daily.
one day, a letter, not much different from the other complaints, moved him particularly.
he brought it home, analyzed the grammar, puntuation marks etc.
unfolding, reading, mulling, folding, unfolding, reading , you get the idea.
he began to compose a personal reply to her everyday.
and everyday, he did not send.
he did not know what she looked like.
he suspected he want to sleep with her.