Its funny. I have a notebook that I have filled, in about a month, with letters to co-workers and friends. Mostly girls. Sometimes the letters are 5-7 pages long. In most of them, I explain my true feelings for them or lack thereof. I berate them for narcissism or praise their impulsive nature with fond, gentle wording. I find it inexplicably sad that these words will never reach their ears (or rather, eyes) but I can't seem to help myself. I've written many letters of apology to ex's and they seem confused by the manner in which I share my thoughts. Why is that? There should be more letter writers in the world, less text messages, and much less mindless prattle.
Really, everything I have that I'm not embarrassed about or isn't a little scribble somewhere is posted here. Dig back through older entries, you may like them a bit more (or maybe not..) Thank you sir, I appreciate your enthusiasm and interest!
Shit. I'm embarrased about everything that I write, even the things that I share. I think younger people like us who write because its our nature have to remember that we're still extremely young and inherently naive (some more than others obviously). We all have a lot to learn. We'll get older and better and more comfortable. I hope when I move to Brooklyn, perhaps one day you'll come down from Albany and have a drink with me. That would be grand.
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I've written many letters of apology to ex's and they seem confused by the manner in which I share my thoughts. Why is that? There should be more letter writers in the world, less text messages, and much less mindless prattle.
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I hope when I move to Brooklyn, perhaps one day you'll come down from Albany and have a drink with me. That would be grand.
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