Write Me Maybe…?

As technology makes itself comfortable, timeless methods of communication take a back seat.

A birthday wish from a good friend of mine. I tear up every time I read it.
Even writing to yourself can mean so much. This was a journal that my 1st grade teacher, Mrs. Hatch encouraged me to write in during the summer. It’s from 2006, when I went to India for my uncle’s wedding — I haven’t been back since, and reading these journal entries transports me to another time.

Passionate about human relations in our modern world. Author, “Global Cooling (The Not-So-Good Kind),” 2021/2022.