Friday, March 16, 2012
Dear Future Lauren,
Always, always, always take your Bucket to pee right before bed.
But if you don't and he wakes up at 4 in the morning needing to pee, and you can't go back to sleep, and your internet isn't working quite right and you are forced to read random files on your computer instead of stare into the darkness a little magic happens. You are reminded that your statement of purpose for graduate school had beautiful imagery and that is probably why you got in. You read the beginnings of a autobiographical piece that you started and that went no where probably because you thought it was shitty and a dead end, is really good. Really fucking good. And so god damned open. It's like a four way fucking stop and not the cul de sac that you thought it was.
You see a little of the amazing things you can do instead of all the shit that bogs you down. You scroll through pictures from 2006. You painted a hippopotamus, that is good, when you had never painted anything before. You sculpt rabbits like they are realistic, with only a picture off the internet as a reference, not to mention clay you have never worked with before.
You are so funny.
A billion people wish they could have only one of your many good attributes.
Don't forget that you dumb bitch.
Love ya,
LK
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You can also style hair very well though you never extravagantly style your own, you cook, and sew without a pattern. All of the attributes I listed came off sounding way too domestic, but you took all of the good ones. My point was that you are my Nick. You are good at anything you want, right away. I then try to learn how do it and wonder why it was so easy for you. You are pretty special!
Fuh-Nee. So funny.
I'm not feeling particularly creative with words right now but didn't want to put off telling you that YOU ARE TOTALLY FUCKING AWESOME.
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