Saturday, June 26, 2010

I have this box where I keep every physical note ever written to me. They come from everywhere and they're written on everything. I have at least a hundred. Looking through and reading handfuls of them was pretty cool. I have drunk notes, foreign notes, birthday cards, "just wanted to say hi" letters, love letters, postcards of every origin, post it note scribbles, back-of-receipt "I'm stealing your pen and a cigarette" notes, and every other kind. One at a time, they come off as kind of random and disposable, but after collecting them for years and looking through them for an hour it's apparent I have amazing, supportive, passionate friends and relatives. It's not so often I just think back and say "My life is and has been so good" because I'm always dealing with the present and its issues, but really I'm very lucky. Today has been brought to you by nostalgia. I hope I see everyone who is reading this sometime soon, because I miss all of you and would rather be talking with you than doing anything else.
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