Yesterday I sent my letter to Matt. I was so nervous about it. I put it in the mail basket at work in the mornin. I happened to be standing up front when the mail man came in. I watched him pick it up and walk out and I started wishing I could get it back. I still keep wondering if I left something out or if I could’ve made it better somehow. But most of all I just hope he reads it. There’s no way for me to know whether or not he does. But I really need him to know how I feel even if it doesn’t change anything. he either received it today or will tomorrow. I’m so nervous.
In Route February 20, 2014