i've been waiting to respond to this until i had the right words to say, but it seems they aren't going to come to me. i relate to this so much, you don't even know. and i wish i knew the answers or had something good to say, but i'm having a hard time mustering anything resembling optimism on this day of letdowns & thunderstorms.
i love you, erin, and i think about you a lot. much more than occasionally. i know i'm worthless at keeping in touch, but it's mostly because i have basically turned off my brain & don't think about things anymore & therefore have nothing to talk about. anyway, the point is that you matter a lot to me.
my dearest faith, i love you. i too have stopped thinking and, as such, have nothing to talk about either. Phones work both ways. (Of course, I lost your number, so you should text or call me just I can get it back in my phone. Stupid pool.) But i know i love you, and i think about you all the time too. i miss you. Move to Seattle with me.
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i love you, erin, and i think about you a lot. much more than occasionally. i know i'm worthless at keeping in touch, but it's mostly because i have basically turned off my brain & don't think about things anymore & therefore have nothing to talk about. anyway, the point is that you matter a lot to me.
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