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the bf doesn't leave me alone much.

it's usually a good thing as my thoughts are stunningly overactive and my imagination knows no boundaries.

but tonight, i am by myself. i just made some tea, and i am alone with my thoughts:

i miss you already. i am still trying to figure out why you called denver the city of angels. i thought that was los angeles. i love the way you wear your socks when you're at home. you pull the band down to your ankles, and the loose fabric makes me think of elf shoes. i am contemplating changing salinger's water again, but i am worried that the changings are too close and i will give him a heart attack. i wonder where you put your red zip-up - i like to wear that when you're not around because it smells like you. i just went on a hunt for it, and when i saw where it was i laughed out loud because it was in the closet, right where it should be, and least likely where you would put it. i really like how you think stacking something is the same as finding a place for it. i am glad you remembered your book this time. i wonder if you found the picture of me in your bag. i smile whenever you ask customer service people if they feel good about themselves. if i was the customer service rep you were talking to i would say yes. i think that when you get home we should go out on a date. or stay in on a date. oh who am i kidding we should probably just make dinner at home. i will try making ma po tofu again. i know we travel a lot, but it would be nice to go on holiday together. someplace new. i also decided that i like when you wear your hair big. it is fun and floppy. hope you are relaxing on the plane. call me when you land lightly on flowers in fankfurt.

i love you.*
soph

*usually when i say this the bf responds with i loved you first. sigh.