Just thinking... It's just... I know that I would be happy with any baby we shared. I know that. But I have this dream, this fantasy... Where we have a baby who has your eyes, and my nose, your laugh... [both chuckle] And cries like me. Well, it's just a dream. The reality... is... Remember when I was sick? Cause the funny thing is... I mostly don't. I know you do. I know that in some ways that it was harder on you than it was on me. And I know that I can dream about all kinds of things... But that's what's real.
God, there are all these wild, surreal things going on, and all these new people. And I would have called sooner, but it's been sort of insane, you know? But... But not in a bad way. In kind of a good way, really. I mean, you'd probably hate it, but... Anyway, I'm sorry that I keep missing you, I'll call later, okay? I love you.
