Let me start off with I didn’t want to tell you I was moving to Portland like the way you found out. You looked so disappointed with me and it made me sad. I never want you to be disappointed with me. That disappointed look faded and turned into anger. I understand why you might disappointed with my move to Portland but anger I didn’t understand. I so badly want to ask you about it but what’s the point. It’s not like you are going to tell me it’s because you will miss me or still care for me. I don’t know what to do. I wish I could talk to you about it.