#27

I wrote a note for you today, person I have yet to meet, in my black Moleskine, on the page after my denim note.

I don't wish for you to be a rock star or an athlete or an artist - I just hope you are more patient than I am.

I don't wish for you to like everything I enjoy - I just hope that sometimes your eyes will grow wide when you listen to my stories.

I feel content seeing the world alone, learning about life alone. But today, I want to hold your hand because I felt you wanted to hold mine, too.