You say that, though you still don’t trust me, you are, momentarily, “cautiously optimistic.” What does that mean exactly? Your tone implies that I should feel a bit of relief, as if the bar I’ve been attempting to jump over has now lowered. However, I didn’t know until now that there was a bar in front of me. (Though maybe that’s what I’ve been bumping up against time and again, not knowing what it was.) I didn’t realize until now that you were so untrusting of me, and I wonder what it is about me, specifically, that you find untrustworthy, whether you are merely untrusting generally, or whether, perhaps, it’s a bit of both. In addition, I wonder what not trusting me means. What is it you are suspicious of? What is it you fear? I’m not sure I want to know. But I wonder, also, now, if maybe I should be a little less trusting of you. I wonder if maybe your intentions aren’t quite as honorable as I thought they were.