Dear Monkey,
Won't you change places with me for just one day? You always look so relaxed.
Dear summer,
Slow down a sec, kay?
Dear yoga,
I miss you. I promise I'll see you soon.
Dear Hunger Games trilogy,
You were super entertaining beach reading. Can't wait to see you in movie form.
Dear Self,
Do not try to go for a long bike ride on three to four hours of sleep, no matter how glorious it is outside. Chances are high that you're going to tip over in traffic and get a big shiner on your leg.
Dear Jimmy the masseuse,
Even though our conversation was lost in translation, you are my everything. Well, at least for today.
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