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30 August 2004 @ 08:35 pm
It is a warm summer evening, and the rain is pounding against my roof.

Supper is simmering on the stove. My love will be home soon. I just spoke with the dearest of friends for a good long while.

Sometimes, life is so very very good.
Miranda: Mirmiemirmie on August 30th, 2004 06:07 pm (UTC)
It makes me happy to read that sort of thing.
moileaflette on August 30th, 2004 06:13 pm (UTC)
*points up* What she said.

I just love you sometimes. I just love everything sometimes. Most of the time. Like right now.
(no subject) - trongersoll on August 31st, 2004 06:18 am (UTC) (Expand)