You’ve Got Mail
Dear friend, I’d like to start my notes to you as if we’re already in the middle of a conversation. I pretend that we’re the oldest and dearest friends, as opposed to what we actually are, people who don’t know each other’s names, and met in a Chat Room where we both claimed we’d never been before. "What will NY152 say today?" I wonder.
I turn on my computer; I wait impatiently as it connects. I go online, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You’ve got mail. I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.
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亲爱的朋友,我喜欢一开始就假装我们已经谈到一半,我喜欢假装我们是老朋友了,虽然事实并不然。我们连对方的名字都不知道,然后在从未去过的聊天室里遇见. “今天NY152会说什么呢?”我很好奇地想。
我打开电脑,焦急地等待上线;上线后,屏住呼吸,等待着,直到听到 “You’ve got mail”。我什么都听不到,听不到纽约街头的一点儿声音,只听到心跳声,我收到了你的来信。