Dear FutureMe, Hey. What’s up?? How are you? Right now it’s May 11, 2020 at 4:52AM and I’m writing you this in hopes that things are better for you then they are right now. I’ve been crying all night again for some reason. Let me r...
My dearest Sarah,I’m writing this after putting out the warehouse fire downtown. Three hours in scorching heat, breathing smoke that tasted like burnt plastic. All I could think was:‘What if I never see her again?’ When you read this (20...
