The intellectual equivalent of a ham sandwich.

Attn: Ellen (3/16/16)



Back (apologies for my handwriting!)


The text of the postcard is

Dear Ellen,

I could see myself living here. I would wear flannel, eat fish for dinner caught from a fishing rod hanging out of my bedroom window. AND living in a perpetual state of wanting to pee. Just think of that soundtrack of roaring water ALL THE TIME and whelp, time to pee again.


Why am I doing this?


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