Dear Dilly, my new Tom's Ballet Flats are not meant for sleeping.
Also, sorry you ran out of food on Wednesday morning and whoops I gave you treats for breakfast. Also, also showers are for privacy, Dil. For serious how did you even open the door to the bathroom and sneak in while I was washing my hair? I don't understand, but color me impressed.
Dear Park Slope, I am loving you and the fact that I can walk to dinner with Fiance after I have to work late on Tuesdays.
Dear F Train, you were a silly bitch on Wednesday and I had to wait a long time for you with all these other people.
But I did get to see this treat...points if you can spot it!
Dear Pary Goers, this is happening tonight. You're welcome.
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