my wandering days are over

Dear Hockey,

You are everything, and everything is you. There's no living without your loving. You're everything I need and more. You're all I'm living for.

Seriously, what would we do without you but grieve?

Tonight, I celebrate my love for you.

Tomorrow, I sit in front of the TV and scream.

Wednesday, I get a haircut (it's supposed to rain, of course) and maybe hopefully celebrate a playoff clinch (oh please please yes).

And Thursday, I class up section 327 with my section 343 magic.

And then, then then ... the playoffs. Ohhhh, the playoffs.

I'm sorry, kids. I know I'm supposed to keep the hockey in the hockey place, but it's my world right now.