One Hundred Letters for James

026

026:

Globe-Trotting

(I'm 1/4th of the way done. Why do I even write these if I know that you will probably never read them?)

Ever since we were kids, you wanted to see the world. You didn't want to go to Uni, you just wanted to travel, every day, every night.

I could never do that. It's not like I had anything tying me down to this town, since my mom was probably so intoxicated all the time that she forgot I even existed. I just didn't like the idea of not knowing a single soul around me. I've never been a people person, and it's extremely hard for me to make friends.

But I really wanted to go with you, more so as we got older. Just to make sure that you didn't go and forget about me.

You always said that you would never forget about me, but you not even acknowledging my existence these past months has proven that you were lying. I'm going to keep writing these letters anyway, more so for my own closure than your entertainment.