Letters to Strangers

a salute to those who leave a mark

Dear Wordle,

I’m obsessed.

It was love at first sight. I mean, play.

I dream about you. I look forward to playing you again. I daydream about better starter words.

My daughter and I exchange snappy texts about you, and then I (try to) forget about you until a new game is posted.

That’s what I like best about you, by the way. You’re addictive, but you aren’t greedy. You’ve captured my heart without taking over my life. You’re coffee without the mug to rinse, magic dust without the glitter to clean up. I’m not sure why I fell so hard for you, and I’m quite sure it doesn’t matter. You’ve given me another reason to wake up in the morning and share more sweetness with my daughter. Thank you for that.

xoxo

The Woman Who’s Better at Puzzles Than She Realized