First, let me say that it truly SUCKS to have a drema that you're in a kitchen somewhere with the love of your life, being affectionate, and wake up to find out that that person is farther away from you than a bikini in Siberia and has been for way too long...and before I go on one of my rolls that I'm so famous for, let me tell you that I don't care if you or anyone else you know finds this laughable because I won't apologize for being unable to keep my emotions from almost everyone within 30 miles of me. And i don't care that there are times that i hate how you are almost as many times as how i absolutely adore how you are. I still have to tell you that my soul hurts to be away from where it belongs and my heart struggles to beat every day and yet it smiles to know you are on this earth. And i have to tell you that I wonder if i can ever hear the word Nashville wothout wanting to go plant myself in Iris's dear arms and cry for days until the whole world is dehydrated from my tears.
And I don't think i can ever make a coffee walk through Alligator Bayou without you there to ask me what park we're going to today and can we make an evening run to Downtown Disney so you can hit the sports store and grab an empanada at Bongo's. And its damn impossible for me to do the Food and Wine Festival without you because there would be no one to tell me its ok to get a bellini while you run and grab some sushi with a snack credit. And i could never stand and wait on you and Chelsea to get off Tower of Terror because I'd know you weren't really on it and I'd have to leave Disney for good.
I'd have no one to tell me to get the damn bag off my head in the rain because he's truly embarrassed to be seen with me and I know it. And who would hold my hand in the car on the way to Clay Terrace? I have to tell you because I am who I am that I dream of Nashville and Disney World and Disneyland and taking the moddowail to Universal with you and B and the girls...because that is what I feel will keep the earth on its axis, and Disney in good working order, and Bob in cigarettes and high priced antiques and sarcastic comment
