Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Letter to Brother

Hey Cormac,
I’m sitting at a café in Paris out on the street, watching people go by, and having an espresso, just bought a ticket for Barcelona too, I fly out Tuesday for a week. I’m meeting up with a girl I met earlier today for a drink later. I hope everything is going well for you up there in those mountains, seeing things you have never seen, experiencing things you never imagined. I’m sure its tough, but you’ll grow and appreciate it forever. I’m proud of you man, I don’t know if I have said that enough, but I really am. I’m not sure I could do what you’re doing at your age. Keep on.



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