Dear Abby,

I love you so much baby. I love seeing you have fun, out in the world, away from the fucking rat's nest apartment we live in. Let's be honest, your bare minimum standard of living in the US is like top 0.1%. You're just more at home in Tel Aviv and you don't need a car there. Anyways, I'm rambling. I love you more than anything. I'm so proud of you for getting out of bed and jumping on your bike and going out today.

I love you to the moon and back and share all of my shareable scoops of ice cream with you.

Love Forever,
-Travis