Whatever happened to Saturday Night?

immediately upon coming home just now, 

i sat down to write this email, 

because i didn't think i would write you anything real 

or anything at all 

once i had enough time to think about it. 

so here i go:

i thought you were unusually interesting. 

but i didn't think you were completely authentic, 

and then again, who is to strangers. 

or ever, really.

anyway, it was nice 

(which really doesn't cut it, so i'd better call it unusual) 

to meet you.

and i'd like for us to meet again --

if you're so inclined. 

until then: farewell!

herzlich

fantaphia