A Letter To A Friend.

07–12–2018.

I have a lot I wanna say, advice and anecdotes that I almost wanna share, but I think when you’re trying to figure out something as big as what it is you’re meant to do, the only person you should really be listening to is yourself. I think that most of the time, when you’re trying to find answers to big questions, you already know the answer, you’re just afraid of it, and what it might mean. Which I guess is why I like writing; eventually, I write down all of the stuff that doesn’t matter, and all that’s left to do is face my fears and say what’s on my heart.

Like you said, we’re going to be 21 soon, and before too long we’ll be in our 30s, and next thing you know you’ll be teaching your grandkids how to play Surf Curse. Your time is precious. Be selfish, be honest, and don’t ignore the things you can’t stop thinking about.

The most practical advice I’ll offer is probably the best I have: As often as you can remember, ask yourself what you’re doing, and what you want to be doing; where you are, and where you want to be. I think if you can figure those two things out, everything else will settle into place.

I’ve really appreciated talking to you, too. 2018 has been good to me. When I needed something to do, it gave me writing; when I needed a place to run away to, it gave me Austin; and when I needed a friend, it gave me you.

Yours,
Charlie J.