Sunday Letters

Dear Tennessee, You + me + J. + awesome house= best idea yet. Also, Cece's for breakfast= second best idea. Dear Best Friend, You living 13 hours away= bad idea. Dear New House, Try to make my room bigger in the next few weeks. Dear Sweet Cece's, Your decadent frozen yogurt and toppings may be the expansion of my waistline and the downfall of my bank account when I move to Franklin. Dear 8.5 Drive, I have a sneaky suspicion we will become great friends. Dear All, Good luck with school this week. Dear Rooms, Con Dios no hay tiempo o la opportunidad ser solo. Te amo.

Peace.