Letters to Rachel

by stuartandjeremy

Rachel, You know how I used to write letters to Max that I never sent and how they're now mountains of paper in a cardboard box in my attic? Yeah, well, it looks like that box's lonely days will be over soon, 'cause now you're gone too and what the fuck else can I do but write more letters I never plan on actually sending?

14. July 24, 2013

July 24, 2013

Rachel,

I made another mix CD for you. I named it "Rachel Songs 2.0" because I haven't been very high on creativity recently. Apparently the bills in my pocket aren't the only thing that's running low here. I listened to the first one I made you when I hitched a train earlier yesterday, on a walkman. And I used to think Max was an old school hippie. Anyway, when I compared the songs from the first and the second CD, I realized the second one sounds a lot more depressing. Sorry about that.

Rachel and Max. Max and Rachel. Where the hell could either of you be? Sometimes when I'm too drunk I start seeing things in my head like the two of you meeting somewhere in Seattle, getting high and hanging out and talking shit about me. And then agreeing never to have anything to do with me ever again.

Chloe, a closet hippie