Dear Justin G.

Dear Justin,

This is a postcard about us, not about him.

Here's something I have a hard time wrapping my mind around--when we were 15, my now-boyfriend was 20 and on vacation with his girlfriend in St. Lucia, so while we were neon bowling and listening to (hed) PE (or was that later?) and you and Jason were trying out for the football team and I still wore braces and played hide-and-go-seek in the dark at Chelsea and Tanya's and theorized about the logistics of oral sex, my now-boyfriend was probably receiving a bj. And even though I'm not longer 15, I'm still obsessed with the continuity of time.

Thinking of you,

Jess