June 23, 2024

Dear Mr. Nothing,

I saw the mailman leave letters at your door. It’s stacking and I’m worried. I’ve tried to call you and text. Nothing. I asked you how you’re feeling and if you’re hungry or thirsty. If you want some company even. You said you didn’t want anything. Not even a gift or money to help you. It’s almost as if you don’t want to be indebted to your friends and family. I feel that. I do, but at some point when you hit rock bottom you’ll realize they were there for you when you couldn’t be there for yourself. That they aren’t reaching out because they have to or because they want to pester you, but because they care about you.

I see you refuse their gifts during birthdays and Christmases. You don’t stay longer than 10 minutes on the phone. As long as it takes to walk up our stairs you’re closing the door and hanging up the phone. You respond with, “sure, some other time.”But that time never comes. Why do you want for nothing? - Yours, Miss Everything

June 25, 2024

Dear Miss Everything,

Normally I don’t read the letters I recieve, but yours caught me off guard. I didnt think you’d go as far as to write me. And yes, I do see your missed calls and texts. I guess I look at life differently than most. I’m content in my own world. I have my books and work to keep me happy, but you don’t see that. This nothingness is quite nice, its peaceful really. I’m not lonely per se, but rather I live alone. Sometimes I think I want more, but there hasn’t been anyone to challenge my beliefs. Who knows though, I think you’ve changed my mind? Would you like to get lunch together? Perhaps to talk about everything in person?

- Warmest regards, Mr. Nothing