The Unwinding Cable Car
I love New Jersey.
I don't like pizza.
I love the cold.
I like to clean.
I adore Anberlin.
I hate lies.


Dear Mirror.
I’m sorry. I know its not your fault, its not really. I look you, and you reflect me, and I just get a little bit sad. I know that its just your nature to reflect what you see, but what I see is not what I want to be there. It’s just sad that social media and society as gotten me so unsure of myself, so self conscious of the way that I don’t have perfect teeth, that my eyes aren’t level, how my cheeks are a little chubby. I hate the way I feel after looking at you. I broke one of you guys once because I hated what I saw. I still don’t like it, but I’m getting better at realizing that being skinny and looking alien like is not the only way to beautiful through looks.
Rachel
day 1. A letter to an inanimate object you hate.
day 2. A letter to a dinosaur.
day 3. A letter to a movie character
day 4. A letter to someone you want to kick in the face expressing why you want to kick them in the face
day 5. A letter to a celebrity you want to kick in the face
day 6. A HEARTFELT letter to some food
day 7. A letter to a historical event
day 8. A letter to a giant space robot
day 9. A letter to the coolest person you’ve never met
day 10. A letter to an alien race.
day 11. A letter to your last bowel movement
day 12. A letter to a mythological creature
day 13. A letter to a word you don’t like
day 14. A letter to a word you love
day 15. A letter to your crotch.
day 16. A letter to your bed
day 17. A letter to a video game character
day 18. A letter to a website that ruined your life
day 19. A letter to an animal you like
day 20. A letter to an animal you think is fucking stupid
day 21. A letter to something you’ve owned for 5 years+
day 22. A letter to something you want to fuck
day 23. A letter to the drug of your choice.
day 24. A letter to one of your bodyparts
day 25. A letter to Gary Busey
day 26. A letter to the future cyborg version of you
day 27. A letter to band that really needs to break up
day 28. A letter to a movie you hate
day 29. A letter to a letter you’ve written
day 30. A letter to a bowl of fruit
I am tired. Tired of wandering, feeling as if there is something is missing. Constantly seeking and desiring something intangible. I am restless. Constantly finding solace in music, writing, poetry, and drawing. I am only soothed by what once made me joyful. I am certain I will never actively find this missing piece. I may have to just wait. To go about my day and go through the motions until one day it reappears as an old friend I have not seen, welcoming it openly back into my heart. I will go through the motions. I will smile, I will giggle. I will be functional. I will not fall in on myself, I will not be a pessimist. I will not shut down.