Come home soon

Daydreaming of concrete cabins and walking through sunlit doors laced with bejeweled good karma while that favourite song catches up with our footsteps as we walk through soft layers of snow past all of the big houses we dream of someday haunting. I love you. I thank you. I breathe you. I miss you. Your sweet spicy smokey shadow lingers on our pillow and I can’t wait to see you after work!! XO —Two Jiffy Peas in a Far Out Pod

This article appears in Dec 8-14, 2011.