Chapter 8

We made our way back to the living room and the sofa.  I read the letter from myself again, and tried to make as much sense of it as I could.  A hundred questions were knocking impatiently at my brain, demanding answers or they were threatening to evict my sanity, and my cryptic note to self was doing little to satisfy their demanding curiosity.  I decided the only way to decipher the meaning of the note was to analyze it line for line, which I was now doing.  The first thing that stood out for me was the timing of the letter.  I had written it almost a year ago, and according to Nicole it had been about eleven months, which put the date at somewhere around March of 2012.  That was smack bang near the middle of my “dark”...

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