My dear Cassandra, cease your wandering through the crowded rooms of society where only strangers and title-bearers hold sway. You must resolve to stop accepting invitations merely for the sake of attendance and instead seek out those few souls who truly know your heart. Before the sun sets tonight, put aside the pretense of polite conversation with people you do not understand and find one friend whose presence feels like home rather than a performance.

I ask that you bring this resolve into your daily walks and evening calls. Do not let another season pass while you remain content with a list of acquaintances who know only your name. True friendship requires the courage to be known for who you are, flaws and all, and I fear you have been too shy to offer yourself to such genuine connection. Make it your duty to introduce yourself properly to someone of your own kind, for a life spent merely observing others is a quiet sorrow indeed.