my sister's been sad for a week. maybe she's been sad for longer than that. i used to braid marigolds in her hair, but now i eat them mindlessly with marmalade. i used to look so up to her. i've changed a lot since she made that movie. i think i'll call her so she doesn't forget what my voice sounds like when i love her. i hope "she is" doesn't become "she was" in my letters. i didn't realize before what things like this could mean.

Catalonia.
you were first.