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To Billie Holiday, Nancy Wilson, Paramore, The Hush Sound, the Fueled by Ramen Tour, Katie Melua, Straylight Run, Imogen Heap, Sia, Deathcab for Cutie, Brand New, to new myspace songs multiple times a day.

To <3 and :/ and 🙂 and :D, to 😛 and .. and *HUG*.  To <3 back and <3 again.

To future football games, flying, the meeting of friends, the experience of a place worth far more to visit now than anywhere else.  To a plane ticket back and hopefully another one to come sometime soon but later than wanted.

To random readings leading to chance encounters, to OD, Myspace, Livejournal, Facebook, AIM, Yahoo, Photobuckets, and Research Haven. 

To the OD Spotlight collaborations, tickling interns, drunk dials to come, to honesty and social abandonment with the libation of spirits, to me doing it anyway constantly and utterly like never before. 

To The Last Kiss, The Prestige, Heat, and a thousand other films to hold your hand and guide you to and through and discuss with passion and pleasure.

To Wikipedia-ing words and concepts, ever seeking of answers to understand better something that intrinsically we know between each other’s souls.

To noting the seconds, the hours between, to marking the things to mention, to reading everything written again and again of each other’s words.

To poetry and prose, to spanning net chats and random texts, to online cards and sparse phone calls due to bastard phone companies…to racing home fast through traffic just to sit in front of yet another screen.  To foregoing naps.

To English majoring lawyer beauticians. 

To bad office birthdays and bad office meetings, to the breathless anticipation of the morning greeting from both sides, to getting and taking chances to indulge in being divine.

To changing minds on both sides of the line, to matching and mixing, being different and yet undivided.

To being broken and breaking and picking up pieces, to discovering reasons, to giving of ourselves, to being what we are and being unashamed.

To a never-ending smile, to feeling sweet again, to feel like my hand is missing something, to silence, adoration, and to love. 

To amazing, perfect, wonderful, splendid, dandy, serene, divine, delightful, laughing, smiling, great, fantastic, cute, silly, sweet, magic…

To wasting work time instead writing a silly, cliche, corny list, sending e-cards and little notes, blitzing the net our only connection yet just to let you know that it’s not that I’m thinking of you, but that I never stop.  It’s short and sweet, but all I’ve got.  I could use so many more words but I can’t equate the elation to any sort of eloquence, its all emotion and only makes sense to the heart.