(no subject)
we put our christmas tree, finally. i got eskimo and forehead kisses, my favorite, and it felt the same as the first time he did things like that almost a year ago. i doubt myself sometimes, asking why this feeling is still lasting, how it's uncommon and unlikely. and then i realize how fortunate i am. which is very much so.
who wants to go with me to the city this weekend?
i like myself more, lately.