Two notebooks and a blog.
Dear Evan,
I don’t know where to begin… There are so many things I would like to tell you, or explain. Who I am, why I am doing this…
I have a dream. I would like to know you. Not the celebrity, not the actor. The real you.
Every time I look at a photo, especially the ones taken at official events, I wonder what lies behind those deep brown eyes. What are you thinking about? Are you happy? What do you do in your free time? Where did you set up that racing simulator you mentioned in an interview?!
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Don’t get me wrong, I’m not here to judge. I sincerely hope you are happy, loved, and living a good life.
I’ve tried to let go of that dream. I am fully aware that we’re living in two different worlds that are never going to meet. To be honest, I have a better chance of being struck by lightning than of crossing paths with you someday. But this dream is obstinate. It’s been a year now, and I have filled two handwritten notebooks with everything I would like to share with you, and also lots of poetry.
I chose to open a blog and not a social media account because I’m not trying to show anything off. I don’t consider myself a fan. Well, I do admire James Spader, but I’ve seen little of your work, and that was before you found your way into my dreamy head.
This initiative is weird, naive, and will probably be a little bit messy. I’m sorry for that. I’ll try to keep up and post regularly, but I don’t write on command, only when I’m inspired.
“Wherever you wander, wherever you stay,
May love find you gently and light up your way.”
Have a lovely summer,
~ Aurélie
