Do you remember when you were early on in a relationship and every little thing was magical. The meals tasted incredible and every little conversation was interesting and engaging. It felt like you could not do anything wrong.
Little trips to familiar places were exotic adventures sharing joy in what is your everyday. You went to a movie and discussed without judgment the merits of what you watched together. You held hands and got intimate when you felt like it. The sunlight hovered like it traveled all this way, just for the both of you. You wore your favorite t-shirt. A butterfly fluttered between you.
That was my weekend, eighteen years in and it all feels brand new.








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