Fur Elise

The other day I googled an old friend and roommate of mine, Elise Kartheiser. She was my best friend and partner-in-crime for about three years. She and I were roommates for the last year that she lived in Philadelphia. The summer of 1995, she moved back to Minneapolis to be near her family. She wrote me alot the first year but I was not interested in keeping up the friendship. I'm really bad about doing that actually. I am ruthless about cutting ties. I finally understand now that it has to do with the fact that I become so emotionally attached to others that I find it impossible to let them go. It was simply easier to not have any relationship at all.

Last week, I had a dream about Elise and afterwards I really wanted to speak with her again. I went online and found a mailing address and phone number for her. I have no idea if it is a current address but I sent her a postcard on the chance that it was. I hope that she gets it and writes back. I would like the chance to let her know how much her friendship meant to me.