homecoming

In a few weeks, the Aggie General will be visiting me in Amarillo for a few days. He'll be living in the apartment, in clear violation of my rental agreement. Eh, it's worth it. Being without Ike has been a little like losing your favorite sweater. The longing is terrible, and it's likely someone you care about took it from you. But at least you don't have to wash it anymore.

See you soon Bucky.