Dear StinkWallet:

I’m sure you can tell that we’re taking a break by the spam that’s been wearing you down.  I’ve been selfish and allowed myself to be unfettered from all these commitments that I’ve accumulated.

Remember that yoga pass that I bought a year ago?  Remember how I let it go at the first opportunity?  Remember how I plunged in and just as quickly let it all slip away?  I jump into things without thinking and before I know it they’re weighing me down.

I’m inspired to write again, but I’m confused about the audience that I should be writing for.  I’m sick of editing my words, I’m sick of rereading things fearing that of all things I should let a run on sentence or a grammatical mishap slip through.  The truth is that I’m full of grammatical mishaps, and I should own them and not let them bury my creativity.

So for now let’s take a breather.  At least for the moment let’s just sit in our corners and create.  I’ll be back before you know it, and we’ll make this work for the two of us.

It’s a shame that I should play the victim to a forum that should allow for just the opposite.  It’s a shame to feel that I’m leaving you here waiting for me.  I’ve been waiting all too much for something myself: a romantic gesture, a turn in the weather, a twist of fate, all to take this humdrum spring and make it into something spectacular.  Except it’s already happened, in fact it’s happening right now, and it’s all about me.

“I’m so sorry I made a mess of it all.  I knew it wasn’t right.”

Sincerely,

Trevor Ellestad