If i didn’t enjoy airing every joy, loss, and tear so much with you all, i might fall in love with So There, a seemingly anonymous collection of letters never sent with one added once every day. Of course, by writing those letters on here sometimes they effectively “get sent” in one fashion or another, which is probably why giving So There a piece of me is a little scary … it would really be admitting that i’d never get sent. [link via Meg, who i adore]