I constantly have blissful daydreams about our new apartment.
We'll argue about the furniture and debate the colours and textiles and I'd decorate the whole space with my art. We'll establish weekly rituals involving pizzas and Battleship which we will keep to religiously and I'll nag him about eating dinner because really he never eats. We'll then make a very significant decision in relation to the rabbit I want and the German Shepherd he wants (in a freaking apartment).
I think it'll take work but we'll love it.
xx 1:13 a.m.