Dear Chicago,
There's a girl I know...
She's this wonderfully bright and basically it's really neat to know someone like that. She's an artist, and has interesting things to say about the fundamental aspects of painting. Her learning curve hasn't been completely laid out yet, it's still growing. She pretends things never bother her, so the emotions that make her art completely incredible, also make her maer her come completely apart at the seams. At intervals.

She's loyal, but never recovers from broken friendships because afterwards it takes too long for the trust to come back. She spends a lot of time alone, that's her indulgement, almost wantonly taking time for herself, locked up in those rooms. You could talk her out for some sugary tea and impulsive conversation. You may dislike her penchant for smoking, but then...everyone does, so that won't faze her.

Wish you knew her, it's nice to have something so shiny near you. It makes you hope that some of the shiny rubs off on you.
Love,
Gish