Thank you for finding me. Sure you got lost. But better late than never.
Oh boy. In my DJ Khaled voice "and a another one!" There are so many things I want to say. Wish I could say. But I know not what the future holds. It's funny because while spring cleaning I actually found a card I wrote to us at 50th. Another quarter century away. But I… Continue reading Dear Future Me,
Point blank I wish you would leave and never return. But you come in so my forms it's hard to determine which hunger is real. Is it true hunger? Bored hunger? Time of the month hunger? Broke hunger? Sleep hunger? Or worst of all-- emotional hunger? But what about the good kinds of hunger? Hunger… Continue reading Dear Hunger,
Oh boy. This is going to be interesting. Do I pick my preschool sweetheart? Or the boy who bought me ice cream at lunch every day in first grade? What about my first actual boyfriend? No there was definitely no love there. Maybe this is for the next boyfriend? Though I'm not sure love was… Continue reading Dear First Love,
You've always been my by biggest strength. Though some would call it a weakness. In my adult years, I cling to this piece of myself that has not disappeared. I long for the new adventures I can take myself on. I long for the endless possibilities. I feel sadness for those who have lost that… Continue reading Dear Imagination,
Oh boy. Get comfortable because we might be here awhile. There are so many things I would tell you, but not nearly enough time to. Besides, the past is past and you can't change it. But if you could... I would tell you that friends will come and go. And it will hurt as painfully… Continue reading Dear Younger Me,
Oh Rest how you make me laugh. You're like a relationship that's going bad. We started out good. But now you stay away a little longer between dates. You keep me hanging on just enough to cherish you when you return. Even when I aim to be with you multiple times throughout the day, you're… Continue reading Dear Rest,