So I went through my face tag
And found the post from last year lamenting about turning 25.
Here’s the thing. I’m officially 26. I woke up on the morning of 26 and the world was instantly brighter. I am alive. I survived all that weird existential junk. Now that it’s over, I feel so silly for being so worked up over it last year. Also, there are no pictures of my wife on my blog??? But a shit ton of my previous boyfriend?? and that’s not okay. I’m not putting these under a cut. I am unapologetically in love with this woman.
She tickles me when I’m not giving a true smile
to make me laugh properly.
and we go on countless exciting adventures together. It was a busy week! She had a liver biopsy, I pulled a muscle while drumming, we did birthday celebrations, and checked out an omni theater! And did crafty things together that I cannot reveal because they are a surprise :D Damn good start to 26.
Thanks for spending it with me babe. ;)











