this morning #1575.
this morning, mere minutes before i headed out the door, i made a split decision. grabbed the stack of letters from dad & stuffed them into my backpack. just in case. for some reason, leaving them at home no longer seemed safe. all day long, they sat in my bag. untouched. a little extra weight. nothing major. wasn’t sure why i’d brought them & had no clue what i planned on doing with them. something told me i should keep them close for the moment though. maybe one of the guys can help me figure out what to do with them. maybe they’ll let me swap out what’s currently in the ground & i won’t have to burn them. setting them ablaze seems way more permanent. i’m not ready to take that step. not yet.