Brains!

This is a letter from a short story in The Sun called Me Me Me by April Wilder.
It doesn't really matter the context in the story, but Gilda is writing to herself, as part of therapy for compartmentalizing disorder. She writes and sends letters to herself.

Dear Gilda,
Thanks for writing. Your letter came as quite a surprise! I have just gotten off the phone with your sister, who's (big shocker) got a you-know-what up her you-know-who hole. Why are still wearing that hat? Stuart is out of town, and, as always, you miss him more than you expected to. Sometimes you miss him when you're with him. What does that mean? The night before he left, you watched him sleeping. He was on his back, his hands behind his head and one leg propped up, a smile on his sleeping face, ad you thought, as you had umpteen times before, that besides you was a man complete in himself, ultimately inaccessible to you. To love a man who's whole, this is the loneliest thing.