The more we go through, the closer I feel to you. Even on days like today, where I sensed distance. Your phone call, the questions you asked, the way that you spoke to me, made that feeling go away. And that’s the feeling I don’t tolerate well—the feeling of you pulling away from me…and I suppose the loneliness that goes with that. The other feelings just don’t sting so much when I feel connected to you.

I have made you a very special smule recording and put it on Marco Polo which explores the possible cause of pain during urination. It is not autobiographical. It was written and performed by Frank Zappa. I understand if you don’t want put to ever have sex with me again after seeing it, but I thought it would nice for you to wake up to first thing in the morning.

Oh, and baby—II am glad I was there last night. I could tell you were in pain from the moment you got out of your truck. I think it was really good you took a bath, especially given that it’s a pulled glute. You’re such a sweet thing. I’m happy I got to hold you.

I know, I know. I say it more than you want to hear…but…..I can’t help it. I love you so very much.

I will try to sleep now. I hope I dream of you. My rubber ducky parade.