Back (apologies for my handwriting!)
The text of the postcard is
I realized something ugly about myself today – I have become the guy who invites himself over. Only instead of it being 3rd grade and you have the best video games, I’m 28 and I want to meet you (and maybe a literary agent via your kindness). But don’t worry! I can fix this! I’ll have my mom call your mom and you’ll unknowingly be having me over because your mom is nice and feels bad for me.