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Dear MEM, Your Name Part II

....... Part I

Dear MEM, 

I know you are looking at me weird because I just yelled at you to not say your name. I just panicked, ok! See, I can't know you name. Because if I did, then that would make this real. I would Google you, because I would want to know things. You would start asking me whats my favorite this and that, or trying to friend me on social media and THAT MY DEAR will NOT happen! You have to stay the stranger on the elevator,and  I have to stay the unaccredited counselor. So I will call you Mr. Elevator Man. Which is why I'm laughing now, because you have NO idea there is a whole blog that was started about our encounters and now I am officially saying it out loud. I don't really like Miss Elevator Girl, but I'll let it go for the time. Kind of sounds like we are dating so I will change it to Noble Counselor. Yeah, I like that better. You seem to be feeling weird because of the no name exchange, but if I knew your name; I probably wouldn't talk to you anymore. People already give me the side eye when I tell them about us, so I feel the less I know, the better. I really wish I could stop you and I "us" but I'm caught up in this madness as much as you are. So go into 2014 with an open heart and clear mind. 

xoxoxo

unaccredited counselor

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