Every so often I feel the need to reorganize and restructure. I think its some anal retentive first-born thing….or maybe just the fact that I enjoy starting over from time to time. At any rate, sometime back, while cleaning out an old filing cabinet, I came across a box that has sat unopened for likely 15 years.
Inside were stacks of letters from my crazy awkward teenage years. Because I’m a fairly deliberate creature, I knew I must have placed each of them in there for a reason. At some point in time they represented that which was very important to me.
The majority of them were love letters from [...]