You may not read this. I wish I could just whip up my phone and send you a message, but I’m not in your world anymore. I just want to say that I am so, so happy for you. You deserve this. You are so inspiring. I will never stop admiring you. Keep flying. All I’m feeling right now is genuine. I really mean it.
Do you ever wonder how much you exist in other people’s lives? I’m always curious if people think of me when a certain song comes on, or when they pass through a certain town. I wonder how many stories I’ve been a part of that I may have forgotten. I wonder if I still I exist in the minds of people that I don’t speak to anymore. I wonder how many times a day I pass through someone’s head.
you’re not selfish for wanting to be treated well
