(I would call you Courtney, but I once knew a girl in middle school named Courtney, and she was the stuck-up A student type, so we'll have to stick with Anemotis for now.)

I know you said you wanted an email, but I thought this might be a good idea.

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

"...he meant you're gold when you're a kid, like green. When you're a kid everything's new, dawn. It's just when you get used to everything that it's day... You still have a lot of time to make yourself be what you want. There's still lots of good in the world."

Thank you for sharing all that which you have shared here. Your w/us are so diverse I can't really properly describe them. You've made me laugh, and think, and cry (well, almost, I'm a guy after all...), and smile. Stay gold, it's a good way to be, and remember that one day you'll be dancing in the rain.

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