I just wanted to say I love you.
And I miss you.
And life is really hard.
I’m always cold and nobody offers me their jacket.
And I know I’m blowing this up,
But aren’t I worth a fucking jacket?
I guess it just makes me think of you and of something more
I’m watching all these people wearing jackets and I hate
How they flick them off and on without any firm grasp of how much of a
Gift it is to be warm.
Sorry that I am bugging you again.
I love you Mom.