I know, memes are SO 2002. Or maybe 2005. Or MySpace. Whatever. I’m low on blog fodder and I’d like to get back to really writing. And I think this project will give me a little push (and also probably send me to places in my memory I’d rather not be, but oh well).

I also know that the Fourth of July weekend might not be the best time to start a project like this, but… oh well. Look for the letters to start tomorrow.

1. Your best friend
2. Your crush
3. Your parents
4. Your sibling (or closest relative)
5. Your dreams
6. A stranger
7. Your ex-boyfriend/girlfriend/love/crush
8. Your favorite internet friend
9. Someone you wish you could meet
10. Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
11. A deceased person you wish you could talk to
12. The person you hate most/caused you a lot of pain
13. Someone you wish could forgive you
14. Someone you’ve drifted away from
15. The person you miss the most
16. Someone that’s not in your state/country
17. Someone from your childhood
18. The person that you wish you could be
19. Someone that pesters your mind – good or bad
20. The one that broke your heart the hardest
21. Someone you judged by their first impression
22. Someone you want to give a second chance to
23. The last person you kissed
24. The person that gave you your favorite memory
25. The person you know that is going through the worst of times
26. The last person you made a pinky promise to
27. The friendliest person you knew for only one day
28. Someone that changed your life
29. The person that you want to tell everything to, but too afraid to
30. Your reflection in the mirror

Should be interesting, really… first of all, whether I actually finish it or not. I mean, in 30 days. I’ll do them all, eventually (*knock on wood*), it just might take me longer than 30 days. Also it seems that a lot of those days will be duplicate people, and with my memory in its current state (SHIT), some of these days might be pretty difficult to come up with anybody to write to/about.

I heard about this project from l’arte d’arrangiarsi, but I’m sure it’s been every-fucking-where.

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