i opened my front door and looked around suspiciously. i probably looked like i was going to torch the place or something.
i started walking to the mailbox and almost got sick. not physically. emotionally.
see, supreme court and i new person! both had dreams last night about the missionary regarding the last letter i sent. i figured it was a sign.
she's kind of his cousin. and by kind of i mean she is.
she's also kind of one of my best friends.
so i walked over to the mailbox. opened it up with the key. and there, staring at me, was and ad for this.