Postcard #42
Postmarked Providence, RI/USA · July 22, 2026
Sometimes, when I feel like I’m slipping, I drive around and visit all the houses I’ve lived in & all the places I used to be. I smile at the ghosts of the younger versions of me, knowing how much of the world they’re going to see. I’ve come too far to stop now. This is good luck. Love, Anon
Notes from the reader
The middle letter (F) of my street name appeared bolder than all other writing in the address.
Submitted by Woodglow