Alex,
It seems as if it was you I was missing from the very start. And then I found you, or rather, you found me. But then you left. To Bolivia. I had no why idea at the time. But now I understand, it all makes so much sense.
You thought your sister was dead. And then I thought you were dead. You, my brother. How did you find out by the way?
I thought I was in love with you, Alexander, I thought I wanted to fuck you, but I knew that our distance would make things difficult if not impossible. But now it seems there was another reason that things could never be. Considering my feelings for you, I do not know if it is safe that we meet as we had planned so very long ago. You understand. I know you do.
On that fateful day, you saw the plate cover for New World Auto, and there it began. But really it had started so long before then.
As for the meaning of life, Alex. I've figured it out. I'll tell you in my next letter. The suspense is killing you, I know.
Love,