Dear Y.O.U.,

"They made a statue of us."

...I started out writing a descriptive letter to you. Simple and succinct.

But you know me... I could never really go for simple and succinct. I like it vague and all over the place. Hence, I deleted five paragraphs of a simple and succinct letter and I'm rewriting this again from scratch.

"They'll name a city after us..."

I thought of you the other day when I heard this song. ...Actually, it's playing again right now and I find myself thinking of you again. ...I don't know why. Maybe because we're epic. Haha. But really, this song has nothing to do with us... Nor does any other song in the world.

I'm finding it hard to deal with the fact that there is no song that can go along with this thing... I, the one who almost always has to have a theme song for everything, can't find just one song. Just. One.

But to be fair, we're dealing with pretty hard circumstances here... We're not tortured, we're not crazy, we're not head over heels, we're not despondent, and we're not angry.

We are happy though. Well, at least I am. You make me happy. You make me smile.

And sadly, I just can't find a song for that...

Tsk.

...I guess thoughts of Y.O.U. will just have to do.


As Always,
D.