Author Archives: what sandra thinks

Dear Everyone, Now that the A to Z challenge is over, I can plainly see that my heart just wasn’t in it. My heart wasn’t in it last year either, but I think this year was worse. I haven’t been … Continue reading →

Dear Z, You’re a stupid letter and I’m not going to write to a fucking zebra. Love, p.s. — To my readers: Yeah, I totally gave up. But I guess this post still counts as me ‘completing’ the A to … Continue reading →

Hey You, I always feel like I’m repeating myself when I write to you. I tell you how much I appreciate you, need you, wish you were here. I tell you that I wonder why the hell you want to … Continue reading →

Dear Xanax, I guess it’s probably inappropriate to write to you. Or at least weird. But there are a few factors at play here. First, you are the only thing I could think of that starts with the letter X … Continue reading →

Dear Work Friends, I’m sure you think I’m a total bitch. I don’t blame you… not really. After all, I’m still on the group text where you arrange that gathering every summer, but I never say a word. Maybe you … Continue reading →

Dear Vanilla Cheesecake Bars, I could eat a whole pan of you. But why is your recipe for an 8×8 pan? That’s too small. I’ve used a 9×9 pan a couple of times, but I didn’t change the recipe. It’s … Continue reading →

Dear Universe, Why are you punishing me? I’m tired of feeling like I need to hide from my life. I have no peace. I can’t get a break. I’m afraid I’m going to snap. Do you want to know what … Continue reading →

Dear [my] Teenagers, You’ve made it this far in life. [Okay, my girl, you are only 12, but you sure as hell act like a teenager, so go with it.] It’s not by accident that you made it here. You … Continue reading →