for b. also known as j.

i have been weepy.

we all have been a little weepy.

but it's because we love you more than you could ever know.

i told you a piece of my life changed in that little nook right by your front door. and i meant it. something changed. i had been changed. we had been changed. [i mean for heaven's sake, we were alone for maybe the first time. ever? ha!]

this is not goodbye.

it is see you soon.

and when we do meet again, my only request is that it is in a trunk.

because, after all, magic happens in trunks.

not just kidnappings and mob-related murder drops.

but magic.

and absurdity.

and excellent photo opportunities.

i love you.

and i hope that where you are going is just as good to you as where you have been.

and when you get there, just remember:

smile when it hurts the most.