Hi friends,
Letter Time!
This is the first letter I wrote in 2022. I plan to write about the pandemic and lock down and all that we are going through in upcoming letters.
I am very much in LOVE with Hannah right now. New Year, Same Hannah!
Who is someone you thought of after reading this letter? Please go tell them what’s in your heart and deliver it in your most loving voice!
X.Y.Zheng
Letter No. 19
J,
I am writing to you at the airport coffee shop. Public announcements are echoing in my ears. The table I am sitting at has sticky sugar spots. We leave traces behind, even from the most mindless and mundane activities of existing.
I am flying to New York. I feel excited about the potential opportunity to teach. It feels natural to give away the best I have in me. You opened that door for me. We opened that door for each other. Our love launched us into new spaces we were scared to put foot in. I can’t wait to engage with the young minds. I want to teach and I want to learn from them.
I slept well last night. I forgot my phone in the living room and went to bed without it. I wanted to read a little before calling it a night. The minute my fingers touched the coarse paper, I fell asleep. I didn’t even set an alarm clock for my flight – risky business!
I plan to meet up with Craig when I am there. Maybe we will grab a bite or just a cup of coffee. I want to see him. I want to be close to him. He is the only person who has intimate knowledge of my world and he is also a friend in need. I want to be there for him. People are rushing in front of me: lugging their suitcases, picking up trash, talking to little humans… All this bustling reminds me that I am in public – a place not suitable for deep dives into the challenging emotional terrain.
I miss Rachel. That’s all I can say. I miss my friend. I miss her embrace. I miss seeing her on her bike with camera gear. There is a mother next to me, squatting down and talking to her toddler in such a gentle and loving voice, “Oh, you miss your bear. I am so sorry baby. I am so sorry that mommy forgot to pack your bear. Do you want to see if we can find you another one over there?” She points to the shop nearby. How wonderful it is to be loved like this? Or have someone talk to you like that?
I hope you remember the gentle moments we shared. I want to be a forever sugar spot for your soul. Would that be too sweet for you?
Soon, my love
H
