Dead Drafts
“Please add these songs to the wedding playlist,” your sister wrote. That wedding is long gone so you deleted the draft reply where you suggested songs from The Parent Trap soundtrack—the one with Lindsay Lohan.
There is also a letter to your ex-boyfriend’s family. “Thank you for everything. You will always have a place in my heart.” You thought this would remain true, but it is a truth that has taken a different shape.
There was another letter questioning an old flame. “In retrospect, I should've. We've been very up front about everything, what makes this part any different?”
This looked like it was meant to be a blog post:_ “Three years is hard to “separate into pieces”. It's difficult to splinter yourself from a person who has affected and influenced your life and outlook for more than a thousand days. Yes, a thousand days. I calculated. Three years is a long time. That's about 24,000 hours.”_
From having 84 dead drafts—the Drafts folder is now empty.