Head for Analytics

Monday, May 20, 2019

Letters - 9 / 15 Dear Best Friend

Letters - 9 / 15 Dear Best Friend

Dear Best Friend,

We have been friends for more than two decades. We’ve gone through some weird patches in life, but you are my brother. I chose you, and you chose me. It would’ve been a lot easier a lot of times for us to just stop talking. In fact, I think we both have a lot of experience doing that, it can be so easy to just let the days and weeks go longer and longer without messaging. For a long time in our lives, we would play every night. Now our schedules are different, and distances feel weird, but we’re talking more.

Sometimes I’m nostalgic for what we had even 5 years ago, but at the same time, we’ve grown up and things change. We occupy space differently now.

Sunday, May 19, 2019

Letters - 8 / 15 Dear Future Me

Letters - 8 / 15 Dear Future Me

Dear Future Me,

I need to know if it turns out okay. And I know, given who we are, that you won’t say anything, because that’s not how we do things. I wish sometimes I even knew about all the tiny things. Did we train hard enough? Did we perfect the things we needed to? Did we find the things asked of us. Did we become what was necessary?

Saturday, May 18, 2019

Letters - 7 / 15 Dear First Love

Letters - 7 / 15 Dear First Love

Dear First Love,



It was a long time ago. We were kids. Sometimes I see your posts on social media, facebook or instagram. I never like or respond, and I know you don’t do the same for me either. I’m afraid of opening up old wounds. Are there old wounds? I don’t even really know. I know I messaged once, I guess almost ten years ago now. Never heard back. And I didn’t want to push it.

Thursday, May 16, 2019

Letters - 6 /15 Dear Past Me

Letters - 6 / 15 Dear Past Me

Dear Past Me,

Find mentors, figure out what makes you happy and don’t let people shame you for it. Learn discipline as soon as you can, because you took a long time getting there and the guilt once you got it...sucked. Go easy on yourself when you find things that other people care about, that you don’t. Don’t force it. You won’t have to. And in the end, it probably won’t matter that much anyway.