It’s Saturday, and I’ve been away since Monday. I’m coming home tomorrow, and I miss you. As I sit here, high above the streets of Omaha, Nebraska, I’m thinking about us. I know you’re sleeping right now, and I wanted to take this time, when it’s very quiet, to write you a letter.
If we were a normal couple, I’d tell you that when I met you a few years ago I never pictured where we’d be today. But that would be a lie, and we’re not a normal couple.
Instead, when I met this slightly-offbeat, video-game-loving, music-passionate nerd girl a few years ago, I saw a future with her. That future looked different in some ways than the reality that we have today, but the biggest parts are the same.
We have, by everyone else’s...