Things are getting weird over here.

This poem is phrases from letters and cards I’ve received (lines people wrote, not from the card company), and then some responses or comments in parentheses.

 

even though I try (A for effort?)

of course you are also changing the world (imposter syndrome)

hope it’s a great one! (more like grating)

 

I cannot say that I am not upset about your not going (yeah well)

I sent you my lunch (which became cold)

I’ve been doing well in PA (Palo Alto?  Pennsylvania?)

Actually I’m making you a gift (gold, frankincense?)

invite you to share in the joy (see you when I get back)