By The Time You Read This

Connor,

By the time you read this, I'll be gone. Both figuratively and literally, I suppose. You're probably wondering why I'm dumping this all on you. The thing is, you're the only person I could recall who really knew me before I forgot who I was.

Speaking in terms of now – as you read this – I'm sure you don't know anything about me anymore. But so do I. We're on the same page, yeah?

I'm sorry for putting you in a position like this. I hope you understand. I get it if you don't want to do anything with these, but do me one last favor – don't let anyone see them.

-Andrea