It won't be the only time your compulsion to write surprises you with answers you hadn't been truffling for.
There will be a lot of surprises, in fact. They'll keep showing up on your doorsteps: A beautiful young man will bring you a teapot. A puppy with a cast-iron stomach will stalk you for broccoli scraps. And -- look! -- just this week, tulips you didn't plant showed up in your front yard.
♥ ♥ ♥
(Also, I am moved and struck by all the ways in which this letter mirrors the one I would write to myself at this age -- and then all the ways in which it doesn't, inasmuch as you and I were laden with some differing baggage.)
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It won't be the only time your compulsion to write surprises you with answers you hadn't been truffling for.
There will be a lot of surprises, in fact. They'll keep showing up on your doorsteps: A beautiful young man will bring you a teapot. A puppy with a cast-iron stomach will stalk you for broccoli scraps. And -- look! -- just this week, tulips you didn't plant showed up in your front yard.
♥ ♥ ♥
(Also, I am moved and struck by all the ways in which this letter mirrors the one I would write to myself at this age -- and then all the ways in which it doesn't, inasmuch as you and I were laden with some differing baggage.)