Little Letters; Edition III

Dear Life, 

what even are you? I don't know what to think of you sometimes. I know that I need to use you for God's glory, but that's pretty much it.

Dear Emotions, 

will you quit attacking with masks on? Last week was so weirdly emotional with emotions that I knew not. I would randomly feel like crying, or talking, or just being alone. So quit it, okay? Or at least show yourself. You're so cryptic.

Dear Journal, 

am I succeeding? Maybe. If not, I know at least that its something that I love doing. And should've done it a long time ago.

Dear Summer, 

you're turning out amazing. Friends, family, sun, volleyball, reading, art projects... its awesome.

Dear Procrastination, 

I really, really, hate you.

Dear Norse Mythology, 

wow. Just wow. You're so detailed and complicated. And may I ask how people actually believed this?

Dear 4th of July, 

why did it rain on us? It didn't seem like much of a celebration weather wise, but it was a blast, nonetheless. 

Dear Sun, 

you get really hot sometimes.

Dear Jack London, 

I'm looking forward to reading your books. Don't let me down.

Dear 3am, 

hello! Didn't think I was going to be seeing you Saturday morning!

Dear Fireworks, 

you're stunning, yet terrifying. 

Dear 2014, 

you've been amazing. Keep it up.

Dear Readers, 

I love you. Thanks for sticking with me. 

Over and out.

-Eva

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a correct summarization of my life