When things are really bad I think about how I'm going to write a book about all our troubles. Then I realize that I'm trying to forget them as much as possible. The one simple fact we always have is that we're facing everything together. It's more important to fall asleep together than to dwell on petty arguments. It also helps that by the time we go to sleep, we're so exhausted that we collapse in fits of giggles.
On a completely unrelated note, I don't care how much it costs; I'm getting the tailor to sew pockets into my wedding dress.
Sometimes, through your posts, you have a way of reading my mind, or relating directly to my current circumstance. By that I mean I miss you. shit got damn.
ReplyDeleteYOU WANT POCKETS IN YOUR WEDDING DRESS TOO?!
ReplyDeleteI miss you too.