Letters By Lettie

[2020letters]

xlii.

‘It’s weird how your personality changes on the simplest things, a change in hairstyle, matching underwear or the people your with. The oddest little things bring such unsuspecting confidence. If you could just bottle that feeling, and store it. Imagine all the things we could accomplish. There would be a cycle of joy that continuously breeds joy.’

[2020letters]

xli.

‘Flying is a super weird experience like you literally just go up? In a tin of metal? With your life in a suitcase and it’s normal? What person decided it was a good idea? Like I understand the appeal, I want be in the sky and fly too but to be crazy enough to try it with metal? Get a sky glider.’

[2020letters]

xl.

‘I love photo booths and how sometimes you just click into being comfortable. It only takes something small like someone asking you to be in a photo to make you feel truly included. Even by someone you barely see, especially by someone you barely see. A tiny little thing causes so much joy and peace and pride.’

[2020letters]

xxxix.

‘Tranquility and peace are what I’ve been searching for and today I found them or rather they found me. Creating is what I’ve always loved and that’s all I’ve done today. Report plants, try to grow new ones and paint so many pictures. This is what I enjoy and should be spending my life doing. Hopefully I will.’

[2020letters]

xxxviii.

‘It’s like the further away I get the better I feel. And then I arrive. And I’m stressed again. Even though it’s a different place. I know you can’t run from your problems but I thought maybe I’d feel more relaxed. It’s like I’m agitated I can’t do anything but when I’m there I’m agitated that something could happen. I hate feelings especially restless ones.’

[2020letters]

xxxvii.

‘I’m going home for a few days tomorrow and I think it’ll do me good to be away from this for awhile and free to do the things I’ve missed. To not be in contact with the anxiety things that have wound me up so tightly that I’m consistently restless and swirling in my own head. To be elsewhere.’

[2020letters]

xxxvi.

‘We do silly human things without thinking, scrawling notes across our skin and filling the world with stories just waiting to be told. Think about all things just left waiting to be said or discovered hiding out there for us to put the pieces together and the time to learn. There is and always be more out there than we know.’

[2020letters]

xxxv.

‘Loud music and a good friend really are all you need for a good time. I like music loud enough that you can feel it. And I like friends bold enough to sing in the streets with you at 2:45 am and pm because your confident and happy around each other. People to just be people and experience life with.’

[2020letters]

xxxiv.

‘Amazing what baking can do for the mood. Angry? Beat the shit out those eggs. Hungry? Eat them. Happy? Decorate. It improves each and leaves a sense of calm productivity behind that you don’t get from other things. And you get something to eat from your emotions too. Baking is a physical and mental activity of health and love.’

[2020letters]

xxxiii.

‘It amazes me the things that we humans turn into drama. Like genuinely of all the things we could be concerned about we choose this. And we blow it up and up until it’s ready to pop when in reality it was nothing at all. Something that didn’t even need to be considered and yet more shade is thrown than the dead of night.’

[2020letters]

xxxii.

‘It’s weird who and why we decide we like someone. What allows us to feel comfortable in their presence and who kicks up our flight or fight response. It’s like we don’t even get to choose, something inside us clicks and we just become. And sometimes I don’t even think, and once it’s over I can’t remember it.’

[2020letters]

xxxi.

‘It’s amazing the things we take for granted. Like having an unblocked nose. The ocean has nothing on the amount of fluid up there. I could rival a pufferfish for mucus levels. I will never take my clear snout for granted again. Or smooth throat. Life’s little tortures follow me, especially when I’m low.’

[2020letters]

xxx.

‘Honestly I don’t know if I’ve said it enough but Skype is a godsend. Being able to speak to and see my friends that I can’t physically get to but also having the freedom to go at any point. It’s like being a god. It’s the best of all the potential worlds because you get friendship and freedom.’

[2020letters]

xxix.

‘sometimes putting yourself out there doesn’t work out. But you did it anyway and that’s something to be proud of. Even if you throw your confidence out there and it come sour dented. It’s still grown. It’s still there and now you know exactly where you stand. It still sucks but at least you know where you can reach right now.’

[2020letters]

xxviii.

‘You know those people that you just automatically decide you like, and you become your whole self around them without even considering being shy? I think those are the people we are born to meet, or meant to meet I should say. Even if it’s just for a moment to remind us that sometimes connection doesn’t have to be earth. It’s given.’

[2020letters]

xxvii.

‘I’m writing in the dark for the first time since starting and suddenly ima young Victorian girl writing to her secret pen pal by candle light plotting to run away to the forests where we build a cabin and forage for berries to feed to our stray cat that we think we’ve adopted but really it’s adopted us into a society of simplicity.’

[2020letters]

xxvi.

‘There is something magical about concerts, all those people coming together and connecting for one night only. And being able to hear the music in your blood and feel the sound waves in your bones. Truly one of the most insane experiences because everyone is there for different reasons and songs but also for the same.’