So between Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, and this morning, I've had one of the best weeks in recent memory.
Amazing nights are more than an oddity these days, and I live for them. They involve nothing more than a hand for my holding and a head on my chest. I find that I am almost incapable of slowing down even for just a minute, but when the above and aforementioned conditions are met the entire world stops. I stay in place, the most comfortable I've felt in over a year. There's a short routine that accompanies this occurrence, and I sleep like the earth itself.
I feel safe, and I feel like I'm keeping her safe too. It's a perfect fit and a physical harmony which can be achieved for a few short hours of rest. It's what I look forward to every week, a chance to let go and really appreciate what it means to be happy.
On the other side of this amazing week,
I lost more than sixty minutes of my life which I will never get back.
I will continue in my current state,
And most likely not make a conscientious effort to converse in a similar manner again.
It's one thing to mean something more than you say,
It's entirely different to speak meaningless words.
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