I usually get my word from objectwriting.com but it was blank so I chose my own word. I had the idea of a ‘letter’ on my mind after recently listening to John Mayer's ‘3x5’ so thought it could be nice to write to someone. Obviously that didn't happen, but that feeling of writing a letter to someone was captured instead. 

I dropped the letter in the post, watched it disappear with a metallic whine into darkness and the hollow echo of cars driving by. My thoughts were buoyant with a needy anticipation. Jittering under the calm hand of patience. I had left my heart in the envelope and sent it on its merry way, instead of calling or texting so I must sit in the silence of an absent heartbeat until its return, placated by anxious bones and uneven lungs.

Merry Thursday all!