dear keane: WELCOME back into my life.
dear morning sky: you are beautiful beyond all reason, insomuch that i walked the long way to work (any my lungs paid for it in the cold). i think you owe me.
dear mountains: why are you so tantalizingly close, yet so far away?
dear sick: i feel like we've been over this. i need you to cease and desist, so that i can climb mountains and sing to keane. like, immediately.
dear kanani: thanks for making this happen, because it really saved my day.
dear writing: i wish that everything you say wouldn't need to be said. it's exhausting to put things in black and white sometimes.
dear temple: you are always a good idea.
dear adventure: please, come find me and whisk me away. soon.