Dear Wyoming,
I love you. Seriously. With all my heart. I know I married Michigan, and it's been good to me, but I dream about you constantly and what we could be together. Well, I mean in the summer anyway. I long for your vastness, your rugged terrain, your enormous sky. So I spend my backseat riding time perusing real estate ads and I've learned what I really want is a ranch. That I can't afford one and would have no idea what to do with one notwithstanding, I still dream. I've even taken to writing our initials on the backs of brochures: CF + WY.
Yeah, I've got it bad
Love you!
Caution
PS Don't worry about Checkered finding out about us. He's lost his heart to a little place called Colorado.
