Well, first, I didn’t meet her…but I wanted to.
Here’s how it started…I went by Atlanta Bread Company today to pick up some lunch. After I ordered, I look over and there is this young girl who is wearing an identical shirt to one that I recently purchased.
I sit down at a table next to her, her sister and her grandma to wait for my food. Her sister has this diary that she is trying to open - remember the old school kind that had Lisa Frank unicorns on it with a little lock and key? Awesome. Although this one was purple with a couple of cats on it…Anyway, my 10-year old self looks at her and says:
‘You know that diary isn’t just for writing.’