It was a bit of an odd day. I have some very good, joyful, exciting things in my near future, one anxious thing in my present, and a very worrisome thing next week. I’ve been careening from delight to despondency every half hour or so, WHICH IS REALLY FUN, and my sleep schedule is getting wonky again. I was in a weird, cranky, angsty place in S Factor tonight, and I just got home wanting nothing more than to walk into an apartment that had magically cleaned itself and fall instantly asleep. And then I found this in my mailbox.

Much Ado About Nothing.  The complete text.  Enclosed in one of the kindest, most beautiful hand-written letters I’ve ever received.

IT’S TINY AND ADORABLE ALSO.

I love you, Lady Mary.