So, two of my cool friends and sweet bloggers, Ashley Ford and Megan Betz, are doing this 30 day challenge of letter writing. Basically, there is this list (see below interested person) and the blogger is supposed to write letters to those people/things. Okay, that sounds fun. I'm gonna try. Here is the list:
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Day 2 — Your Crush
Day 3 — Your parents
Day 4 — Your sibling (or closest relative)
Day 5 — Your dreams
Day 6 — A stranger
Day 7 — Your Ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
Day 8 — Your favorite internet friend
Day 9 — Someone you wish you could meet
Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Day 11 — A Deceased person you wish you could talk to
Day 12 — The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
Day 13 — Someone you wish could forgive you
Day 14 — Someone you’ve drifted away from
Day 15 — The person you miss the most
Day 16 — Someone that’s not in your state/country
Day 17 — Someone from your childhood
Day 18 — The person that you wish you could be
Day 19 — Someone that pesters your mind. Good or bad
Day 20 — The one that broke your heart the hardest
Day 21 — Someone you judged by their first impression
Day 22 — Someone you want to give a second chance to
Day 23 — The last person you kissed
Day 24 — The person that gave you your favorite memory
Day 25 — The person you know that is going through the worst of times
Day 26 — The last person you made a pinky promise to
Day 27 — The friendliest person you knew for only one day
Day 28 — Someone that changed your life
Day 29 — The person that you want tell everything to, but too afraid to
Day 30 — Your reflection in the mirror
I'm gonna say right now right here right now right here that I won't do this in 30 days. Also, I'll apologize now if I offend or say something silly-awkward. I'm just doing this like gushy and shit. I thought it would be a good exercise to get my woahness out.
When I'm done, I'm gonna make my own 30 day list and some people gotta do it.
Day 1 — Your Best Friend
Isn’t this funny that I’m writing you a letter and you are in the other room? That’s nice, you being in the other room. Not that I don’t want you here because it’s nice when you are here. But I’m typing and you need to be sleeping, which I think you are, and I sing sometimes when I’m typing and you don’t need that. It’s nice too that you’re in the other room because if you are not in this room you are usually in the other room or soon will be. OH I CAN COUNT ON YOU. I think that’s what best friendship is about.
Another thing best friendship is about is protecting people. You were sheltered as a kid and not always able to be an independent person, so I watch out for you and make sure you don’t bump your head or end up broke. Well, I do my best. Also, the people next door are loud and you are trying to sleep and I wanna go over there and be like HEY SHUT UP MY BEST FRIEND IS SLEEPING. I think they are talking about coasters or toasters or maybe breakfast. I don’t know. But I know yelling at them would not be protecting you in the long run, like opening a can of worms, which usually leads to opening a can of whoop-ass. HAHA. I don’t want them to seek yell-revenge and shout at you when you are leaving for work or throw their old toaster through our window. WHAT DOES THAT SOLVE? I think you are sleeping fine anyways.
You protect me so good. Like that time I went to the hospital and you told me it was gonna be okay and guess what, IT IS. You held my hand and kissed me goodnight and slept in that awful chair. Sorry about that. But yeah, you protected me and protect me and are protecting me now in some awesome you-are-sleeping-but-watching-over-me-not-like-an-angel-though-you-are-angely-sometimes-and-not-like-Santa-because-that’s-just-weird-but-more-like-your-hey-I-got-your-back-whisper-way. I have this head that worries and shuffles and loves in ways that are often difficult or fuzzy or sucky. You’ve got this heart that’s like bigger than my bed. I’m gonna go sleep on your big comfy bed heart.
Goodnight and sleep well,