letters.

Dear anyone who reads this,

Sorry that I have been a blog slacker since Thanksgiving. When I am in Idaho I do not spend time on the internet like I do when I am in Utah. There is too much to do.

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Dear Icy Sidewalk,

I am done with your trickery; I will not fall for it again. Just to spite you my feet will not leave the ground, I will walk all over you.

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Dear Cute Boy Walking Behind Me,

I meant to slip.

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Dear Stylish Girl,

Really, I am jealous of how cute you look. Always dressed to impress. I wish I could do that. You must be a brave soul… or a fool… to walk around in high heels with all that ice. Either way, more power to you.

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Dear BYU course work,

These past few months have been magic, really. Especacially these last two weeks when I had the opportunity of staying up with you until the wee hours of the morning. There is only one problem. I am not feeling the same way about you anymore… In fact, I have moved on. I think you should do the same. It has been a good time, but I feel like there is something different out there for me.

We can stay friends.

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All my love,
Deidre