Searching for Reality

Brendan,

So, I wanted to write you something real today. Something from the heart. But I find I don’t know that I have anything real to say. And, on top of all that, every time I get too caught up in worrying about reality I usually search out some magic. I think you know what this means—I’ve loaded the Harry Potter audio books back onto my iPhone. There’s nothing better than listening to Stephen Fry. Well, there’s a few things better. Sex, I find, is nice.

I just wanted to give you the heads up that you won’t be hearing from me (on the phone, I’ll still write) until I finish listening. I have to tell you that while I look forward to hearing from Harry and the gang (again), there are some things I’m not looking forward to.

• Dumbledore dying. I’ve gotten better at accepting this, but it’s still a dark time for me.
• My inevitable crush on Ginny. I’m sure you’ve had a fictional crush before. Is it illegal to have a crush on a fictional 16 year old girl? It feels wrong. But really I think she’s my perfect gal. I even have a crush on the actress who plays Ginny and I don’t find her that attractive. It’s just that she plays Ginny so well. I think if I met her in real life I’d probably be disappointed. Also, luckily, the actress is 18 now. So no jail time for me!
• The opener to every book. The first chapter in every book relives the last book in about 20 pages. It gets annoying.

I had some Chicago deep-dish pizza for lunch. I ate 4 slices. I feel awful.

I hope my owl finds you well,
Rhett

PS – The bird bites.