My days are
better with you.
I know it’s hard to compete with me—being this impressive must be exhausting for you. Still, you’ve somehow made a permanent home in my gloriously messy head. I check my DMs, Telegram, or Discord and there you are again. I can’t even pretend to get rid of you. Good. I wouldn’t want to.
I can joke about almost anything except how much it means that you’re there. You tell us to eat and sleep. You make sure we know we matter, and you mean it when you say we can come to you. You have a way of making a group chat feel like our people are really there.
I don’t say this nearly enough: I’m grateful I get to be your friend. My days are funnier with you in them, and the hard ones feel less lonely because I know you’re around. I hope today you feel some of what you give us: cared for, wanted, and very glad you stayed.
Happy birthday, Pai.
I’m so glad you’re in my life. — Beau