Mushy

So I re-read my last post, perhaps a mistake. What was I thinking being so smug and confident that a life of domestic bliss awaits? It's all very interesting how things become intertwined, snaked together so that sometimes heads and tails are confused. What I should have said in my previous post, what I want to say, is that I feel infinitely lucky to have found someone that I want to spend my life with. I'm happy and myself when I'm around him. He compliments the worst parts of me with goodness, and makes me laugh. A lot. I love him.