First Love

Dear Koleen,

    I know you won't read this. No way in hell. But it makes me feel better to write it. You were my first love, and I still think about you time to time. You can see I improved my handwriting (see attachments), which is pretty cool. Mostly by myself, but with inspiration from you and all.

    Thanks. For everything. I mean it. I developed much character because of you; learned a whole lot about myself. I hope you learned a lot since we last talked, too. I just wanted you to know I'm doing a lot better now than before, back in February. See ya around, sometime, I guess. Merry Christmas.

~Jacob Vogt

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