sometimes it is 6:23 pm on some golden august afternoon and i am laying on a bed on the thirteenth floor of some las vegas casino hotel and the sun is shining in through the window just so and i think that this life is so beautiful, so goddamned beautiful, that i almost can’t even take it.
I’ve been cleaning out my Google Docs today and I stumbled across a little note that I wrote to myself….
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Love this.
Love you!
Love moments like that. I need more like them in my life and I think I found your blog at the perfect time.
So glad you found me. <3