-Maybe it is the holiday music, or the festivities, or the desire to be with loved-ones, or maybe it’s just the chilly, windy night that makes me think of you more as well.  Save me some of that sinfully delicious fudge please.  You know it’s my Kryptonite.

-This really is our last chance to make it right.

-I went to my friend Amy’s house for dinner.  She was having a dinner party for a group of girls that we went to high school with.  I was the token man with seven women, some of whom I haven’t seen in more than a decade.  It was fun, but Amy and Brooke kept badgering me about you, which I couldn’t answer.  A bit awkward, but I’m good at side-stepping questions like those.  For some reason it’s always vindicating to be around high school friends.  I imagine you might feel the same.  Anyway love, I’m going to sleep.  I love you like the earth and stars.  XO