Photography: Jamie Changala

Photography: Jamie Changala

By Amy C. Witt

When I think about love sometimes I dream of dinner:

Specifically, I dream of this wild blossoming love with a sharp- tongued cowboy. I’ll work all day, chasing my dreams, while he chases his. And, at night we come home and meet for something sweet. I dream of dressing to the nines, every night wearing a different outfit, as I pour love into a beautiful crafted meal. The table will always be decorated to compliment the meal. I dream my cowboy will randomly come home and share something special with me. A note he wrote, a picture he drew, or just an idea he had about building our future, our life.