Bad for Me Food

Hey Boo,

How's it going?  I'm exhausted.

Sometimes I miss the stupidest things about you.  Remember when you would call on your way home from work and ask "What's for dinner?"  And I would say "Nothing, pick something up."  And you would ask, "What do you want?"  And I would say "Bad for me food and a keg of Diet Coke."

And you would know just what to get.

I miss that.  I miss someone knowing me better than I know myself.  I miss you.

Hearts.