Mini Junk Drawer

I sense the whole Scouts thing is slowly coming to an end. Thing Two isn't quite over it yet — he plans to do the thing this weekend, for example — but other interests are starting to pull him away. He's unlikely to attend next week, either, which is especially disappointing since there could be a tiny chance I might get to see you there otherwise. Well… I guess it was inevitable that it wasn't going to last forever, but even way back when you were just a person I liked a bit too much (lol, I keep saying that when the truth is I have always liked you way too much… just, not… you know… like… this…), it was one of those rare things that got us together once in a blue moon. These days it's mostly just an excuse to text. Well. Going to just have to get over myself and text you anyways. It's not like I've got a shortage of things I want to talk to you about…

Speaking of not getting to see you… I won't be out to do our thing tomorrow morning. Gotta let the fridge repair guy in. Well, it'll be good not to have to go down to the garage to get anything cold anymore. Plus I've been sitting on a beer recipe kit I'd like to brew, but I need that garage fridge for that…

Terribly sorry to say, but you likely won't care for the style this time around. Sorry I didn't get to share any of this year's pumpkin beer with you, by the way… it wasn't anywhere near as good as last year's, anyways. Maybe when I'm able to share more easily with you, we'll have to develop our own pils for you. ⭐️ Pilsner. Light bodied and refreshing, with maybe the hint of something special to make it really yours. Gosh… I wish I knew what you might even like… Hibiscus? Perhaps some local honey? Hmm… Now that sounds like a fun project to work on together… It'd likely involve a loooot of taste testing…

I've been dreaming of kissing you nearly every night lately… The setting and the intensity changes, but the theme is always the same… just… holding you in my arms and kissing you.

Good lord, you have no idea how much I long to kiss you, my love. I confess, I may have become obsessed by the thought of your lips… how they'll feel against my own… how they'll feel against the skin of my neck… how they'll feel against my fingertips…

Just… existing in a constant state of wonderment at how lovely they are… at how soft I imagine they must be…

Oh, ⭐️… you are just so beautiful. So beautiful. Inside and out.

I love you.

Yours,
♒️