20 letters to a friend

Sometimes you can see the leaves turning brown on the trees. I became filled with an urge to track down the many people I have been compoundly bad at keeping in touch with the other day. I'm currently back in St. Albans. Last night we found a brown suede hat on the ground. Have you lost a brown suede hat? What is your address? My email address is bokestalbans. Today me and Annie Hell wrote alternate words on a postcard. The Tourist Information Centre is closed on Sundays. Losing touch with people makes me sad. Paul Pepper now had big curly hair. I want to get a desk for our new room.