“It’s been a while,” you say to yourself. “A long while. You should probably write something, so they know you’re not dead.” Dead. Dead. I mean, you mean, you’re dead on the inside. That’s the kind of gallows humor you’ve had lately. You don’t know how else to handle everything.
This is the most recent post that I can find, so I'm leaving this here. I read your latest newsletter about your family. I want to share it with the world. I want you to write an autobiography because you are an absolutely amazing writer. Mostly, I wan to hug you so hard and wave a magic want and make everything better.
Omg Ernie... I used to ready your blog when I first had my baby... early 2000s! He's now a pre-med, senior in college... and here I am, "little yellow different" popped into my mind out of nowhere! I'm so glad you're still alive and well! <3
This is the most recent post that I can find, so I'm leaving this here. I read your latest newsletter about your family. I want to share it with the world. I want you to write an autobiography because you are an absolutely amazing writer. Mostly, I wan to hug you so hard and wave a magic want and make everything better.
Omg Ernie... I used to ready your blog when I first had my baby... early 2000s! He's now a pre-med, senior in college... and here I am, "little yellow different" popped into my mind out of nowhere! I'm so glad you're still alive and well! <3