![]() ![]() I don't want the days to get longer again and be pressured to work longer and move less and live less. ![]() It's just that time of year where my family pretends everything or everyone is doing great when we're not even all together. i Don't know if anyone is reading this but this is what i wanted to say: Christmas doesn t feel like christmas anymore. Thank you endlessly for all that you gave. You were held in the highest regard, and always will be. Throughout your 70-year reign, you navigated us through turbulent times with dignity, intelligence and a wonderful sense of humour, as well as an unfailing sense of duty. Your death was a true loss to the nation and the world. My grandma died a month age (ago) and there isn't anything I wouldn't give to have her ask me if we can go get ice cream during a tornado warning again. Somehow, thinking of my book dedication is harder than writing the actual book wasĭear Grandma, I want that 17 dollar royal typewriter on ebay But I have not been a good daughter and I think that I will always love the love you give me when I met your standers but I will never feel good enough for you. Just know if I give up it isn't your fault and every time you asked me if you were a good mother the answer is yes and it will always be yes. I swear I'm trying but I don't think I'm making either of us proud Living without you has been far harder than I had ever imagined it to be. This feels like I'm writing into the abyss. I've loved him since I met him in college 15 years ago. I identify as a lesbian but I think I'm in love with a man. I bought a book about lesbians raising competing hens. God, every note in the archives fills me with love and longing to know you. Maybe we could have been something in another lifetime. He felt like the future in so many ways, and I'll never forget the look of his face in the blue pool lights the night I ended it. We went to Barnes & Noble together and I read him my poetry for the first time, and I remember driving through Jacksonville with him and wanting that moment to last an eternity. He had the prettiest blue aeyes and the most intelligent brain, and he made me feel like I meant something to someone for the first time. I fell in love with a boy who was like city lights. It is going to suck sitting there watching the person I love say the vows. I'm secretly hoping your wedding ends up cancelled by weather. I asked a friend if she really wanted to get married to the man she sounded like she hated. I turned 21 this past weekend and since then I bought a sensible bra, paid my bills and had a talk w a man who now lives 3,000 miles away from me. How does a typewriter take so long to update As one note put it: Thank you “for providing a way for us to communicate anonymously and at the same time, step back in time and immerse ourselves in what our previous generations day to day lives once were.” Here's to ten more years and thousands more notes, in ink and online. Unfortunately, the chump who maintains me has been WOEFULLY distracted by other responsibilities, so I rang my carriage-return bell until he agreed to celebrate this day by posting some new notes. When you opened your doors and set me on a table for anyone to type on, could you fathom how much joy you would bring into the world? When you digitized me during the pandemic, could you fathom how many would take solace in my clicks and clacks? Thousands of notes have been left on me. Happy Tenth Anniversary, Literati Bookstore! ![]()
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