little letters

dear "your ex-lover is dead"

thanks for being my fall back song whenever i need to remember something.

you, accompanied by ryan and ellenore dancing, are beautiful.

my favorite line(s)?

"there's one thing i want to say so i'll  be brave, you were what i wanted, i gave what i gave. i'm not sorry i met you, i'm not sorry it's over, i'm not sorry, there's nothing to say"

this line holds true now and probably forever.

thanks for reminding me that i shouldn't have regrets. ever.

that everything happens for a reason.

dear job,

i currently dislike you.

despite the fact that i'll be making more in the next weeks, i sure am bored.

and feel pretty useless (hence the reason i'm blogging instead of working)

i hope our relationship returns to normal soon.

dear friends,

you're the best.

thanks for being awesome. and funny. and fun.

i sure am excited to spend the weekend with all of you: girls night, soccer game, cinderella, salsa dancing.

it's sure looking to be a good weekend. which i'm in desperate need of.

dear weekend,

can you be longer? i need some sleep. and some time to relax.

and time to write my talk for sunday. an extra day or two would be great, thanks.

dear winter,

please leave? i enjoy your snow, but i'm over being cold all the time, i'd really like to wear cute skirts/dresses/shorts without worrying about freezing off my extremitites.

although, if you provided me a boy to cuddle with, i think we could reconcile our differences.

think about it.

dear "spot"
thanks for still being there, with not much changed in the 2+ years since i last visited you.
you open up conversation and allow me to reflect on life.
thanks for being one of the only places in provo that doesn't remind me of he-who-must-not-be-named because i never took him there. i appreciate that. since he's part of every other part of provo.