Oh my darlin.

I got a job. I make toast, serve people food, tea, coffee, and occasionally pull a pint. I don't love it but its gotten me out of the house and into a social setting UNLESS I am on toast duty (aka food run). My accent gets people interested so I get to talk about the Seattle all day! Yes, its rainy there, I've been to Vegas, and no, I don't know that small town in Pennsylvania you're thinking of, I've never been there. AND NO, I AM NOT CANADIAN. I get that guess a lot, as well as Australian which is far less insulting. NO offense Canada but I love MY country. Distance has made the heart grow fonder.

People call each other love and darling following almost every sentence around here. I didn't realize it until I started working. It bothers me. Especially darling. I slowly figured out why the other day. The only darlin I ever heard and liked had a southern twang to it and was spoken by someone no longer here... It just doesn't sound right any other way.

Ok.. well maybe if Matthew McCaunahey (spelling?) said it, that would be ok.

but I'll never stop missing the voice of my friend.