A Better Time Than Most Can Dream

In 18 days I'll see one of my very best friends in the world.

A woman I respect so very much for following a dream that lead her to Costa Rica.

In 18 days, we'll see each other for the first time since January 1, and I can't wait.

I can't wait to, as my dear friend Megan would say, "put my eyes on your face".

I just can't wait another minute. I wish I was flying out tomorrow.

Turner, in 18 days, we'll see one another. We may have to send Dave to the hotel room that first night just so we have a night to drink too much, smoke too much, laugh too much, and generally catch up on the pontificating of life that we've missed for six months.

I have so many new theories to share with you that I can hardly contain my excitement.

I miss you. I love you. And I really will see you so soon. And, as always, we will have a better time than most can dream.

L.