Tell Me Something

Why am I writing about lost things?

It was the year before last, early winter, and I was in a bad way, so I was calling people all the time to ask for advice I usually wasn’t able to take.

In the middle of this, wanting something more random than good advice, I put an inconspicuous link on my website that led to a page that read, Tell Me Something, along with a blank form: name, message, a…