I mean, well, just. Wow.
It’s been so, so, so, so, long.
I was really worried about you. The days starting ending at 3 p.m., and I thought maybe I’d never see you again. I thought it would be dark outside forever, and that the snow would be here until I die, and that winter would never, ever end.
YOU’VE CAME BACK!
And it’s glorious!
I missed you an insane amount. I missed you more than journalism misses the 90s. More than my Catholic friend Diana misses meat on Fridays. Heck, I missed you more than Tiger Woods misses Nov. 24, 2009.
I’m so glad you came back. Please, never leave me again.
Love (Yes, love),