I was born to tell you I love you. And I am torn to do what I have to.

Yes. You are correct. I would rather be at home with all of those who eagerly await my return. But my computer and TV will have to wait with pursed lips to see my smile until I finish my errand in Horsefly Village. But in months like this, you take hold of every opportunity that comes over the fax at 5 p.m.