Dear Reader,
This blog is brought to you by hazy childhood memories and the kind of commuting joy nurtured by living in a suburban area of the Big Apple.
Each day, I wake up and say good morning to the world. Then I drive my Honda Accord 40 minutes north to an exurban village in upstate New York, where I "teach" at the local high school.
In this space, I plan to write the letters I pen extemporaneously in my head while on that 40 minute drive, the letters to the people who pass so fleetingly through my life. To you, fellow drivers, I dedicate myself.
Shout it loud and clear,
M. Eure
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