The New Jerusalem

I have a nasty habit of writing emails. Long, involved emails to people I only kind of know telling them, generally, how much I like or appreciate them. Or, about 1/5 of the time, how annoyed by them I am. But not normal annoyed, my parsed out, mitigated annoyed that takes into full sight their situation and can never completely give itself over. Point is, i never send the vast majority of them.

Then I never remember if I actually sent them, and have to spend the rest of my relationship with that person trying to figure out just exactly how honest i've been with them.