I guess this is hello
Dear friend,
I recently watched You’ve Got Mail… again.
It had been a while since I’d last seen it, and for some reason I had such an urge to put it on one evening when the house was quiet and I had the evening to myself. A rare occasion, really.
So I did.
Watching Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan type little emails to each other just felt so heartwarming. And it made me realize I wanted to write, too. To connect with someone. Just to say hello. And to hear the sound of the keyboard keys clacking away. Is it just me? I love the sound of the keyboard keys.
I went to the library the other day while my cleaner was at the house. I had a cup of tea, and an old man sat across from me reading the newspaper. I wrote for a while and had one of those stupid little dreams: maybe I want to be a writer. Which is stupid. But I suppose the only way to become one is to write.
I've been thinking a lot about the strange feeling of being happy with your life and still missing another version of it. Do you get that too?
Until next time,
librarygirl41