Dear Dr. Hare,
I’m writing to apologize for the missed appointment right before the holidays. I feel terrible for not showing up when you had gone out of your way to accommodate me. Alas, the holidays affect me in the most predictable fashion. One moment I’m cheerfully having dinner with friends and the next moment the pointlessness of working on deadlines even during these days is just killing me. In any case, as I was walking across the park, hoping to be at your East Side office in time, I got absorbed with the roots and branches criss-crossing the ground in Central Park. I ended up feeling more like myself than I have for a while, focusing on these patterns and the photos I was taking. And I felt that maybe that was what I needed. Would you be up, finally, for meeting outside of your office, for a glass of wine perhaps? By now we are, you must admit, old friends, so please say yes.