How Do,There was a time when writing to someone used to be really exciting. I mean, REALLY exciting. I'd come home from work see a letter on the floor pick it up see my address handwritten and... just... freak out! Well, the person was someone quite special. Sometimes, I'd wait and not open it for some time, building up the excitement. Sadly, the individual is no longer with us. She's quite a loss.Suave. Sophisticated. Debonair. Man-Of-The-World. Raconteur. Bon Viveur all qualities I used to aspire to when young, but never actually managed to achieve. Nevermind.