I'm at work,
sitting at my desk,
wishing I wasn't at work.
You know why I think I despise it so badly?
Because it's 8 hours a day I spend away from you.
8 hours I don't get to spend with the person who makes me happiest.
I really hope we get to open Cupcake Joe's one day.
I'd spend hours baking cupcakes and you could spend hours charming our future regulars.
Truly, you're very charming.
Maybe, just maybe, we could wear matching aprons.
Until then I'll sit at my desk and daydream of you and all the fun times that I know lie ahead of us.
See you in 5 hours my handsome man.
I'm looking forward to our egg samiches.