Anthony found this letter in a local parking lot.. I've been working for about a year on a visual love story based on Douglas County and this just got photographed and put in the group. This letter, a gesture, to make things right when they've gone so wrong. To call out to someone outside of our own lonely places in order to say, "I'm here. I'm okay. I've made mistakes." It's human. There's something so profoundly beautiful about this gesture. So full of grace and truthfulness. I find it so moving and it was this letter that turned the story about a place into a love story. not the usual kind of love story, which encompasses a beginning, a middle and an end. it's about being in flux. The story is about finding acceptance and ultimately finding ourselves and eachother all at once. We've always been told that we have to become somebody. To follow the path to success and to be secure. I think security comes from knowing who I am and that I'm not defined by my job or my social status. What if we were taught how to be really honest and compassionate while growing up? What if we didn't suppress and fear the very things that make us human?