They continued sending me mail.
What once had been a casual ‘hi’ was becoming something greater.
It always did.
He’s completely changed. Gets along with students well—
What was I going to do, not say yes?
—But it’s taken a hit on his academics—
It’s always like this. I say hi and they find me cute, easy to get along with, friend material. It’d happened several times.
Every time… I’m a little different.
A mask.
But apparently the mask was worth talking to.
—He seems a little unfocused.
”Hey, Bunny, you’re my favorite pen pal I’ve met like this…
oof. reading the natural mirroring of who we are around as wearing a mask or being a chameleon, or something like that?