talk to me.

dear taylor,
i miss you.  the past two days i've been jealous that you're in a big city with all the eating-out options you could want and i've been stuck in bed sick.  someday, let's go to dallas together.  and eat really good food there.  until then, come home to me so i can kiss you!
love your {sometimes} impatient wife.

dear work,
i can't wait for you to start opening at eight am. instead of six.  i'm pretty sick of seeing 4:10 am. on the alarm clock.  also, i wish there was a create-your-own-schedule button.  for some reason, every week your schedule just seems really inconvenient.
love someone who uses you for your money.

dear bed,
you've been good to me this week.  here's to seeing less of you in the future.  don't be offended, i just don't like being sick.
love your loyal friend.

dear jeans,
stop getting tighter.  just stop it right now.
love me and i'll love you back.

dear waterbottle,
i love you with all my little watery heart.  it's good to have you back in my hand.  i'll try desperately never to leave you somewhere inconvenient again.
love my lips.

dear natalie,
you don't know how happy i am that you're speaking to me again.  even though it was just texting, our conversation yesterday made me come alive more than i have in a while.  i'm going to keep playing scrabble with you online because i know it's your weakness - and might be my only shot at consistent communication.
love your sister, still.  please.

dear gym,
after getting a membership i've been once.  sure, think me a fool for giving you my money, but dog-gonnit, i'm gonna be seeing you every day next week so you better keep your mouth shut and be good to me.
love your hesitant client.

dear husband,
i want to make you a treat.  i really want you to come home to something delicious right out of the oven.  but i can't decide which would be better: making you a treat to come home to or taking fifteen minutes to speak on sunday so you don't have to speak for a half hour.  it's not gonna be both, thank my four thirty tomorrow morning for that.
love your indecisive second-job chef.