Last year, on the last Tuesday in July, I woke up, having spent the prior evening on the phone with you, and took a quick run. Then, I showered, headed to NRG, and passed the written portion of the bar exam. I also think I realized I was in love with you that day. No one consoles me like you do, and I needed so much consoling then. You have consoled me over the past years in more ways than you know.

This year, on this last Tuesday of July, I’ve woken, I’m about to run. I’ve spoken to you. I’m following my recipe for success. I love you. Thank you for supporting me. You are my dearest friend and my true love. I can’t wait to have this behind me. I can’t wait to be in your arms again.