because i'll be gone for four days.

I didn't mention that I would be out of town for a couple of days. Actually, I don't think I even mentioned where I'm living at this point in my life. I'll let you in on that secret a little later on. Although it's not really a secret at all, I'm sure I'm going to love to watch you squirm in your pants because that's what you do or I hope you do anyway.

I'm going to the land of kilts and whiskey. Did I tell you yet how much I love whiskey? It's the second best next to tequila and beer. I promise to never tell you no if you want to hang out in your underwear all day drinking beer and playing some kind of video/computer game. Who am I to take away the things that put a smile on your face and give you a sense of relief after a long work week? I also promise to never interfere during your "boys night" as long as you let me get shitty drunk during my "girls night" because you know I'll be coming home to you in the end.

You might be in Scotland waiting for me. Sitting in a pub strumming your guitar while your beard shines in the light. You'll wink at me and it'll take me a while to summon up the courage to say hello. But when I do it'll be amazing and natural and I'll never want to leave. I'm a dreamer if you haven't realized yet but I stand by my beliefs.

I'm writing this down now because I won't be able to get anything down before I leave. I just want you to know that I'm missing you already even though we haven't met yet. I hope that you're having a good weekend and hanging out with the guys, playing football or hitting on some chick you don't have a chance with because you know there's someone better out there for you.

You don't have to worry though okay? Even if some Scotish man makes me weak in the knees and I'm falling over myself because he's got a kilt on, he will never come close to comparing to you. How do I know you ask? Well, I just do and I'm sure that you know also.

P.s. Let's put having sex in an airplane bathroom on our list of things to do before we die.