Dear Mimi,
You're travelling through another dimension.
A dimension not only of sight and sound, but of spirit.
You can paint with colors I have never seen, and sing in keys I am unable to hear.
My grandfathers and my dear friends and your dear friends and you, together in a wondrous land whose boundaries are outside even my imagination.
The space you left behind looks the same and smells the same, but I don't recognize this world without you.
The signpost should say 'Twilight Zone'.
Love,
A
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