A Perfectly Lovely Extraordinarily Ordinary Day
I went to the movies today. Billy went too. Nothing particularly special happened. We showed up, got our tickets, went and found a seat, went and found a different seat when the first seat tried to kill me, settled down and watched an awesome movie. (It was The Hobbit, for those that care). When the movie was over, Billy helped me down the stairs and back outside and I went on with my day.
And yet by the fact that a rather unremarkable movie watching happened, I am quietly proud of my Billy boy and I feel so free. I can do just about anything I care to do, with Billy at my side.
And yet by the fact that a rather unremarkable movie watching happened, I am quietly proud of my Billy boy and I feel so free. I can do just about anything I care to do, with Billy at my side.