Dear Anne Frank,

At quitting time, I had to rush home from work because, like usual, I had not packed yet and we were leaving before 6pm for DC. I threw in as many different outfits as I could fit in the duffel bag, even though we only needed clothes for three days. If there were ever a need to be exact, I  wouldn’t be exaggerating if I said I had enough clothes packed for two weeks.

The drive wasn’t so bad. On the way there, I was reading an old notebook that I had written all of the news down for media class in 2003. I was puzzled by this note that was left in there “Hey Blueberry: Stay cool & sing loud.” I have no Earthly idea who left it or why I hadn’t seen it before. After I read through that notebook, I got into my Native American Literature notebook and looked around at my notes.

After about two hours, we stopped for dinner and by that time it was dark so I played on my phone, totally consumed in those full-blown Twitter conversations about – oh – the general: #bedclothes.

Your friend,
Karen-Maeby