|10:19 am - I guess every form of refuge has its price|
Some mornings he's just so cute it breaks my heart to leave my bed and do anything that doesn't involve staring at him.
I know how lucky I am to still be in love with him after all this time and he with me. The world around us is insane, but we persist in trying to light the darkness and make sense from chaos.
Current Mood: contemplative