Letter #19: A Business Proposal
Good afternoon, Erin. When I graduated from college, my friend and I drove down to Florida and, as we went, kept a detailed travelogue of the whole trip. Y’know, how long it took to get from one state to the next, which CDs we listened to (and whose turn it was to pick), where we stopped for meals, the price of gas, all the different license plates—that sort of thing. Straightforward stuff, like taking minutes at a meeting. The thing is...amidst the standard fare of mileage and time stamps, I ran a little narrative thread my friend didn't know about: after spotting some trees cordoned off behind a fence along a certain stretch of highway, I started weaving in my plans to raise an army of trees to march back and liberate them on the trip home. And I kept referencing this throughout the whole of the rest of the travelogue: “Leaving Georgia. Palm trees lining the road past the ‘Welcome to Florida’ sign. Do not look like warrior trees—will not...

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