yiddish #8| dear life.

Dear Life,

I love you. Although there are times I really cannot comprehend you, I still love you. You make every bullshit person, place, and object worth getting up for in the morning, and the path you've laid out for me is beginning to paint the picture I've been dreaming of. Keep up whatever it is you're doing. The people, the plan, the work, and the success is all worth it.

I wouldn't have it or you any other way.

Love always,
Dee