I blame fear of the unknown for the insanely stupid conversation I had with James last week that involved the phrase “take a break.”
I’m fine! We’re fine!
Not even moving can kick us in the pants. Short phone calls at night (especially when unexpected) are the best. I love being happy and I love being happy with him. I also love having plans very far in advance like parties and my first trip down the apartment.
Oh please, we’re awesome.
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