Dear June,
There is no schedule nor rhyme nor reason for why I write you as I do. I go with what feels right and that is definitely not based upon anything that I can really put down as logic I could tell you I love you every day and write you a million love letters if I wanted to.
It is easy and it just rolls right out of me. You might wonder if it has always been like that and I can tell you it really hasn't. You are different and yeah I know that sounds like one hell of a line but it is not. You are different in a million different ways.
I love writing for you. It is fun to write the notes and letters, stories and what have you. I don't push hard to get your feedback because I know you wrestle with things. I don't want to add any more stress but I won't lie or hide things either. I am who I am and that is just how it is.
But it doesn't mean I won't try to help protect your heart or ignore things when they are harder. As I have always said I have my ideas but we won't know if they are fact, fiction or a clever myth until later on. That is part of the fun and part of the agony.
Doesn't matter much right now and I am cool with that. As much I like to plan for the future part of the fun sometimes is not knowing quite how things will work out. Believe it or not that is how a lot of my stories go. I have a very limited idea of what direction things will head until the characters take me there.
Got to run to bed now, but I am sure I will see you soon.