I've been thinking of that one Alice isn't dead quote.
"Hand upon hand, upon leg upon heart upon couch upon a day where we made pizza together. That’s love, Alice. That’s what it’s made of."
And talking Abt how cooling together is love. I've been thinking Abt cooking with you, dough being kneaded and soup simmering on the stove. I've been dreaming Abt flour on your face and in my hair and sneaking bites of dinner before it's done.








