i touch gross raw chicken for him. it must be love.

remember the first time you told him you love him?
how did it feel?

if it was anything like the way it went for me, it felt wonderful. after the words left my lips, i knew it was said. i knew my words had slipped into that place where all said things go--a forever place. and it felt good to let those words go. it felt warm. like a light was bursting inside of me. the warmth and radiance engulfed me from the inside out. i was all smiles.

it was such a happy moment.

because he said he loves me too.

school starts on monday! ah!

it's my LAST fall semester ever. maybe. at least as far as my undergraduate studies go.

it's a happy easter.

mr. & mrs. scott lee