The Other and its Otherness: The Letter I Would Love to Read to Her in Person by Mikaela Arcangel

Nothing starts at the beginning. No, not really.

I was ambitious that night. I had my little ego ready. But deep within me, I was so nervous and emotional that the only words that came out of my mouth were that she was someone I wanted to spend multiple dinners with, watch silly romcoms with, jump several cliffs with, and that I could see her in my foreseeable future... or maybe forever.

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