I've been felicitously experiencing normality, in very agreeable doses, over the past few months.
On Sunday, we had a late, lazy breakfast together, and spent the afternoon playing Scrabble and stealing kisses.
We hit the night market, she bought some roses, and I got some strawberries from Cameron Highlands.
It was amazing how much fun I had doing normal things. Being normal. Spending normal time with someone.
Apparently, there's a whole life beyond getting shitfaced every weekend and doing things just to feel stronger or braver. Or prouder.
It's a good feeling.
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YEAY to normality!
how about cutting your toenails while she dries her hair.
that's always a good one.
oh! and breathing while she eats.
I've done that. The next one I'm gonna try is the Lotus position.
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