This sucks. I wanna be held at night. I want us to do the things we used to do. Find new restaurants to eat at, then go home and figure out how to cook it ourselves. wrestle on the couch. take long walks at night. I hurt.
Please don't hate me if I don't call you and don't pick up my phone when you call me. I have a horrendous case of "What voice?" that's causing my throat to swell up, making it difficult to swallow, breathe, talk... function at all.
Jeff, if you could pass that along to Riki-face please?