Dear Chef,
My first text of the day which read "Happy Tuesday... Miss you... Come Home!" pretty much explains today. You were 100% right. I definitely haven't found my passion and today decided how stupid it is to base career choices on a safe retirement. All this to say, miss you, think I'm coming down with Hungarian flu, and really wish you were here to make hot cocoa or hot tea... even though I still don't like hot tea.
Miss you, Thelma.
Love,
Louise
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