it's already cold here. i keep tellin' people i'd be neck high buck naked in a lake if i were in arkansas. i hope it's really that warm there. and a little humid, too. i miss bein' able to wade through the thick air.
until i get back to little rock, i'll just have to stare at the picture of two lovebirds smoochin' on my wall and feel home creepin
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by the time you get back it will be crisp, cool, and auspiciously gray.
so let's stroll through that together, hand in hand, kiss on the cheek and then FEAST on the most delicioso comida we've ever laid our ojos upon.
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