Letters

Spring cleaning at my parent's house this weekend. I've bravely decided to tackle my own closet and my purging efforts have been stalled by a discovery:a box of old letters. There's no organization, just old letters that I must have just thrown into this box years and years and years ago.

I found this one dated August 19th, 1987:

Dear Clara,

Wow! Two letters in two days. When I wrote the letter yesterday I wanted to send you a few poems I wrote. If you like them maybe you can set one to music like we talked about a while ago. I can't wait to hear you play the piano in W* Hall again. That was real fun trying to fall asleep to your original works. Ha Ha. Please change any part of the poems if you'd like. Remember you promised to do this if I decided on (UNNAMED COLLEGE). I'll see you soon.

Love,

some kid from California

It took me a while, but I remember who "some kid from California" is... No specifics, because he's too easy to google. But the memory is sweet.

On to the next letter.