a letter (ok e-mail) to long-distance love

Dear Stranger,

hey haven't heard from you in a couple days... are you alive?

I have the day off tomorrow, I think you should try and call! I'm assuming you're in Prague? I hear it's reeeealllly fucking cool. I'd love to see some pictures, although, it would get me very jealous and make me want to pack my bags all over again... when is the nomadic life over?!?!?

Tonight we went to my sister's HS film festival. Hers won first place - it was a hit. It was about a golfball. Maybe I'll have some real Hollywood in my life someday? I know the bum at the Starbucks thinks you are a Hollywood starlet, but Kelly's got a real shot, haha sorry babe.

These days, I wake up every morning wishing I were waking up to you, likely shirtless, playing some Jack Johnson on your guitar. Even though I kinda hate JJ, you make it sound so much sweeter. Instead, I've been even beating the early alarm, most often forgoing snooze

(because I think it is perhaps the most torturous thing on earthhh)

Did you know he's got a new album out? It's called To the Sea. I think my favorite track is You and Your Heart. Right now he's touring in Germany, coming to the states this summer (wink). If you see him around Europe, tell him I said hello, I think you're great mr. johnson, but that I think you're better. And you're cuter. Definitely.

I feel like I'm writing to a dead person because we've barely talked in person haha.
I guess just know I'm thinking of you :)

ok. til later...

oh and ps. my blog is up and running... albeit i have practically no followers, but who cares. Want to know the title? la dolce vita
( for the most part it's very much true, but having you here would be that much sweeter <3 )