Many moments felt like a trance. Most of them did. Like the world stopped, or like we were in our own little world.
Like when he missed work to go for a walk with me. 😂 idiot. He missed work to go for a walk with me and lay on top of 🍃 leafs with me. Literally we got there, laid on the ground and looked at the shade that was covering us, and then at each other.
And then I don't remember what we talked about but I thought of how crazy we both were for you missing work to spend time with me. I felt happy but guilty, so many times. Because I used to do that too.
There was almost never a right time for us to go out, we just interfered with the situation and found a way every single time. I think we both knew that but still insisted.
