PMSing and listening to Feist

Dear Nick,

Hi. I miss you. It’s Tuesday, and I haven’t talked to you since Saturday, and your phone is going straight to messages, and your mailbox is full, and I sent you a postcard the other day so you should probably get it tomorrow so call me, okay?

Today was a long day at work. It went from being crazy busy to completely empty, and then crazy busy, and so on and so forth. And I’m still wicked sunburnt and I’m getting fat. I’ve not been good with my eating habits. Or working out. I went to the gym this morning, so that’s good. I’ll go again tomorrow, and the day after, etc. to get back into a good routine. I don’t want to be fat when we see each other again!

So, my mom complained to my brother for a long time about how I need to break up with Chris, how he doesn’t respect or understand me, how he’s so self-absorbed.

Caitlin is having problems with her boyfriend. She thinks she’s falling in love with him. This is what I told her.
I'm going to quote William Blake and say, "we are here to learn to endure the beams of love."
endure being the key word
it emplies struggle, movement
forward motion
the future
a future that is above the present level
but then beams imply light
which makes itself into all situations
so love has ups and downs, but it gets into each situation in it's own way, and sometimes it's a pain in the ass

I’m so bloated.

Love,
Holly