Dear England team,
I’m getting up at 3 a.m. every day to follow you. Please make it worth my while. Thank you.
Dear Australia team,
please go out easily in the second innings. I would like to go to the market in Jacaltenango on Sunday. Thank you.
I love you for letting me listen to TMS online in Guatemala, even though it’s screwing with my head because it makes me feel like I’m at home. Thank you.
Dear Guardian OBO,
you also rock. Thank you.
Dear “dragons” (that group of high school kids who invaded – more on them later),
good timing that you’re leaving this morning. I also have enough left over food from your dinner last night that I might not need to cook again for a while. Thank you.
Dear everyting else in my life right now,
you’ll just have to wait. It’s the Ashes!