an improvisation

Last I checked, you lived in Idaho. Last I looked at the map, that wasn't here. Last I checked, your opinion of me didn't matter so much as a fuck to anyone back there.

If you could keep that to yourself - I'd appreciate it. I would.

And if you can't, that'd be fine. If you were in Idaho. But last I checked, you weren't. You were here, in Taiwan - where I am. And frankly, we don't give a fuck how Idaho grills it potatoes or how Idaho cooks its corn or how Idaho sunsets look in the evening sky. And we don't want to hear about them, either.

So please, leave Idaho in Idaho. And please, try to see Taiwan for Taiwan. And when you go home, you can tell everyone how Taiwan was god awful and nothing at all like Idaho. And I'm sure they'd love to hear it.

Oh, and by the way. I really love Idaho. In Idaho. And if I ever go there, I'll be damn sure to look you up and we'll share some coffee over some eggs - and we'll laugh about Taiwan. And we'll enjoy Idaho for all its worth.

But you'll have to wait until I find Idaho first.

-Nightfey