John, I don't know if you'll check LJ before you leave tomorrow, but if you do, I want you to see this. You're more likely to check LJ than to check mail half the time anyway. hehe. Anyhoo...I love you so very much, sweetheart. Have a good trip, feel better, bring drugs and whatever else you may need, take much footage and pictures, etc., etc. All will be well, and when you get home, it'll be almost time for us to be together again. And we'll have pierogies and make coffee and all sorts of good stuff like that. So don't worry, okay? (Side note...I used the headphones today and they kick ASS! Thank you SO much, sweetie.)

I'm too tired to be articulate, and I can never express myself properly on this level anyway, as I say entirely too often. So I'll just say that I love you with all my heart (except a little corner of it that goes to Lace so he'll make me brownies like he promised) and I'll see you soon, even though it's not soon enough...I'm always with you anyway, in a little jam jar on a shelf in your heart. Or something. (Everyone else who reads this is going to think I'm completely insane...)

I guess that's it. I should go to bed or this post will go in circles forever. I love you, John. I'll see you soon. Soon.