I miss you. Your mountain air, the frightening loud wind blowing through your trees, your tranquil peace.
Dear Lord Jesus,
Dear The Gnarly Whale,
I have a nasty little relationship with my 'champagne' chapstick. I can't go anywhere without it. And I make sure to tell everyone how awesome it is.
Thank you for making my mornings better.
I love you. I love that handsome smile.
Dear kitchen light,
Seriously? Change yourself. I am not in the mood.
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