Dear BoathouseDear KBB, I wrote this letter on my 5th tour around Roosevelt Island in twice as many days, rehearsing the points I wanted to make, how I...
Dear KristinDear Kristen, This’ll be the first year since we met that I haven’t seen you. The summer after Spain it was the few months we spent in...
Dear College StationDear College Station, I was supposed to write this letter on my flight out on Thursday. I was going to use the time spent traveling...
Dear CaitlinDear Caitlin, I had a dream about the river the other night. I don’t remember what it was about, if we were on the river or at the Two...
Dear CarolineDear Caroline, What does the adhan sound like in Saudi Arabia? In Morocco, the call to prayer sounded like a car engine backfiring, at...
Dear 9:30 ClubDear 9:30 Club, The first time I went to the 9:30 Club, I accidentally barricaded Nate Ruess in the green room bathroom. It was for a...
Dear ZaneZ, Last weekend, I went to see Coco. I swear I see other movies, old films and critically acclaimed ones and indies, but from my letters...
Dear HomeDear Home, I’m on my way back to you now. Logistically, I’m in the air, somewhere between Baltimore and Houston, bound for the 361, but I...
Dear Mom & DadDear MA y PA, If you’re reading this, I survived Cerro de la Muerte and made it to Zane’s site. Maybe this is one of those things I...
Dear SpainDear Spain, I miss you most when the weather turns cold. For most of my life, whenever the weather would get cooler, I’d think of...