Quick Shout Out

It's not my style to do this, but I feel compelled to tell you while sitting three feet away from you that you matter. You too McDouble.

I've felt dead inside for a while now, years in fact, and I've been with the two of you for 15 hours now, had some uhhhhmazing food, and even better conversation, and I suddenly realize again what it means to be alive. Something about you stirs up my passion. Passion to talk, to breathe, to love, to live.

I know that I'll most likely revert back to the same feelings not long after returning to Flag, but this, us, all of us right now; it's the chicken noodle soup to my soul.

Thank you is not enough.