Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Libby, The dating pond is a tough place to be and I am happy to be on dry land. Keep your spine and remember not to settle. There is a swimmer out there willing to head to the Couple’s Beach with you but he is a little overwhelmed by…
Tag: epistolary
Hey Naked Ladies in the Locker Room
Hey Naked Ladies in the Locker Room, You terrify me. You terrify me because you are SO comfortable with your bodies. You strip out of your clothes without a thought, without a care and you bare your body without shame. You don’t care what I, or anyone else, might think. Any judgments that might be…
Swimming In NYC
Originally posted on capital2apple:
My Dearest Jane, I know you are no longer in the dating game, but I am, and I feel the need to commit to paper the things I have learned. As you know, it has been two years since my last emotional entanglement, and as a result I have been…
Hey God, are you there? It’s me, Michelle
Hey God, I know you’ll never give me more than I can handle, but you could please stop fucking trusting me so much? I need a fucking break. All the love and respect, Overwrought Raised Catholic
Family Feels
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, I never knew how much I would miss our family until I moved to New York City. You graduated from college and went straight to Utah. You were always so desperate to come home and see everyone and I never really understood it. I was constantly back and…
Grey Days
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, It has been a while since I last heard from you, but please feel no pressure to respond immediately. I know that you are very busy down in the Capital. It has been rather dreary and damp up here in NYC. This makes it hard to pry my…
Magnolia Blossoms
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Jane, The magnolia trees are in blossom and I think of you every time I see them. The courtyard at work has four or five magnolia trees and they make the world a study in pink, white, and magenta. I feel happy and at peace when I look at…
Belonging
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dear Libby, Must you discuss such things? Was not there another conference you could have attended that weekend? Young Knitters of America perhaps? A nice wholesome club where like-minded people knit mittens for orphans, drink tea and discuss the latest episode of Downton Abbey? Where if someone happens to be…
Love Letter #2
Dear my love, Haven’t you wanted to be with me? I know that I have longed for you and wished you here more times than I can count. This need has become an almost constant hum in the back of my mind. It is something that if I acknowledge or think about too long I…
Love Letter #1
Dear Angel of Mine, How do I start to express how I feel? Our love has made me blind. It feels impossible that we only just met, that mere weeks ago I was questioning your legitimacy. You took my suspicions and accusations in stride with a smile and promise. I gave you one chance and…
Sugar, We’re Going Down
Originally posted on capital2apple:
Dearest Libby, Utah. This is the solution to both your apocalypse concerns and frustrating customers. Before you rip up my letter because I am not taking you seriously, consider the following: (1) One of the main reasons the Salt Lake Valley was so attractive to its early American settlers was…
Little Gentian 