Nov 9, 2014
Dear Buffy - Solo by Nathan Tate
Dear Buffy, Forewarning, I’m sorry if you can’t read my handwriting. Did you know in college they have classes for teachers to learn how to write horribly? Teasing. I’m just still in a tremor-state due to the medication and, well, the fact that I was treated like a fish by a vampire with my own kitchen knife. There’s an irony in that, somewhere. I don’t know where but I’ll find it one day. You’ll hear the “Eureka” a million miles away.