You have spent your entire life with yourself. You’re used to you. You know how you work.
So I get it: you think you’re boring.
But we could look at the same problem and you would come up with a solution that would’ve never crossed my mind if you hadn’t shared it.
We could sit for hours and you could tell me story after story of a life I have never lived in a world I have never imagined.
We could write each other letters and your sentences would flow in a way mine naturally wouldn’t.
You think differently than me. You communicate differently than me. You experience differently than me. You have an entire galaxy inside of you that is yours and yours alone.
You don’t think it’s much because you’re used to it, but I live for the moments I can catch a glimpse of the stars through your words and actions.
You think you’re boring, but you are utterly fascinating to me.
Favorite Panel: This one because I just think it’s so pretty. And it turned out really nice considering I colored it at two in the morning…
This week’s letter can be found here
Olivia Forero 