To Squiggles Bennet

Dear Squggles Bennet,

We're leaving school. Both of us. We're dropping out, moving to the Pacific Northwest, and buying a small-time newspaper. And we'll spend all of our days selling ads and creating layouts and reporting on insignificant events like school board meetings and quilt shows (I've worked from tiny newspapers. Those are basically the only stories you get.) Then we'll walk around town and make fun of the other dogs/the people who aren't us, and we'll tweet about their awfulness. And we'll live in a tiny house on the beach--just me and you and Ernie. And we'll turn most of the rooms into guest rooms so Free Spirits (real and honorary) can drop by and visit for however they'd like. Our refrigerator will be stocked with Voss and Polaroid film (because it needs to be refrigerated) and Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream.

And we will no longer have to deal with shoddy college journalism, stupid dormitory rumors, dropped cell phone calls nightly, or awful long distance friendships. It will be epic. And amazing.

I love you!
Paula