Dec 27, 2011

breathe in. breathe out.

in the simple gestures of cleaning the apartment, unpacking clothes, making tea, we are here. we are here and we are together. we are human and capable of wonderful things. in the crooked smiles of the man i am going to spend the rest of my life with, i can come back and say, this is my life. we are here. we can breathe, and we are alive.

red wine also helps.

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