i started writing this yesterday during bootcamp because i knew that i wouldn’t start crying in while we were talking about instructional design – who does that right? i did, though, start crying in the shower though thinking about saying goodbye and last night, right before falling asleep, i teared up too. i hope that means i won’t cry in front of you.

but, that is probably unlikely.

i know how much i miss you when i don’t see you for a few days. i know how much i like my world, my twin cities, with you in it and i anticipate my world being a little darker without you and your twisty blond hair and your shiny blue single speed.

i am afraid of the dark and when i am afraid i often cry.

but enough about me and my tears. on to you – on to you and your adventure – and the pride and excitement i feel for you as you hit the road, jack, is a swell of bright, bright light. just the drive alone will be a mobile crazytown – who knows what awaits for you in kansas and oklahoma – and i can’t wait to hear what kind of trouble you and your caravan gets into, let alone what happens in texas. everything may be bigger there, but they are about to be hit by something huge.

thank you for being the best kind of pal a new girl to the cities could ask for. thank you for all those runs and trips to starbucks and the epic talks that accompanied them. thank you for being honest and loyal and simply irrestible. thank you for getting it, getting me and getting down.

there is probably only one thing left to say – go get it girl.

love, love, love (as i would say),

a