Day Nine

dear person I'd like to meet,

God if i know who you are. You could be anyone in a month or a year. A person I want to meet today is different than next week, but that's the point, isnt it? Thirty days of who I am right now, who I am each day. a moving portrait of me.

Today I want to meet William Beckett. He's hot, he writes songs, and he sings. Those are my shallow reasons. I don't really have deep reasons. Anyone I'd want to really talk to, I dont know what I'd say. Thats what this letter is for, though. But honestly, I'd like to meet myself as a child. I'd like to know the childlike me, to convince myself I wasn't a little brat.

So, little me, I don't know you, but I'd like to. So come back.

Love always,
Emma