An ode to Julie
Dear Julie,
I was thinking of you last night, and lo! and behold! (I’m not sure how that punctuation works, but I think it’s Shakespeare’s fault) today your status mentioned Hall & Oates. It was a sign from God and the Weird Waking Dreams Right Before You Sleep fairy. Or I think it was. The point is, I’m just checking on you, here, on the Internet, even though we live in the same city.
If you don’t write back, I understand. I would feel jyped if I just got an ode, instead of something cooler, like a haiku. Or a star named after me. Or a role in a Judd Apatow movie.
XOXO,
Anne Marie
