To My Biggest Fan

I want to express my appreciation, in these last few weeks you've made life bearable. There are literally times I couldn't live without you. And that's not just a bunch of hot air, I mean it!

You don't let the conversation die, so there is no silence between us-- And despite your blades sharp tongue you never cut me off. When I am lonely and listless, you spin tales of ice cream worlds and water-slides to distract me. You'd blow off anyone to spend time with me, and it's something I really appreciate.

I remember falling asleep to your whispers every summer as a child. Covered in mud and creek water, in bug bites and sunscreen-- I'd walk through the door with the light fading in my wake. I'd grab a glass of water and find you, and just bask in your presence until the crickets had chirped their last chirp, and I was out (and deliciously) cold.

And that's how it's always been, you make me feel good--
I come to you when I feel extra hot, and I leave feeling like the coolest girl around.

You always listen, occasionally shaking your head slowly in commiseration when I complain about the damned heat.

And when I whisper close, you make my voice sound hilarious!

I have to say, I think this letter may be addressed wrong. Right now, I feel like *your* biggest fan. I'm off to visit Pool, when I get back do you want to have a mini-hurricane party in my room? Sweet.

Oscill-you-lator Gator!

Yours, Truly.