Main Characters By Leandra Boysen Like many feeling adrift in the midst of global hurt and uncertainty, last year I moved. Amongst the natural progression of picking up your life, your framed moments, your written secrets, your covers and clothes, I found the gems. I found a tiny
old picture I had kept of my grandpa as a toddler in a snowsuit in the Minnesota woods. I found a letter my baby sister wrote to me my freshman year of college, telling me she missed me. And I found the journal I kept in college during and after my most significant romantic relationship. I took this time capsule to my new home, brushed the dust off, and set it in my nightstand, knowing one day soon I’d come back to relive the words I had written. Many nights came when I thought I might open the cover, but too often decided that I did not have the energy today for that dive. 14
