Dear Thomas,
I am sorry that I have decided to leave you. I am going to Bard College next year. You are good friend. And an Excellent Musician. Of course you knew that.
I am sorry if it feels like I am abandoning you. I am sorry if it feels like I am ditching you. I am sorry that I cannot take you along. I am sorry that I won't be there to counsel you. And receive you counsel. I am sorry that this isn't good enough.
But I hold out hope that you will be a better musician through the discussions and musical correspondences. That we are on the same brainwave often. That we can relate. I honestly wish I could take you to where I am going. You already know why I am leaving. I don't need to reiterate and I think you understand how I feel. I hope most of all you find yourself in the beauty of cello and not lose yourself in it. I hope you will explain to the world why we are here.
Yours Truly, Homer
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