Mar 7, 2016
Dear Future Me
Dear Future Me #100DaysOfBeing #Poetry
For Mag 308:
07.03.2016 1:05pm Dear Future Me, I wanted to tell you that whatever happens tonight- on the corner of L and Ninth; you will survive.
That this too, this sense Of worry wrapping itself like a wreath around your wind pipe will pass, whether lost in the exhilaration of assent; or obliterated in the loud clang of a cataclysmic bang.
That this sense of free fall, of uncertainty gnawing…
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