Photo Story: September 2011
I used to think it would be, well, not all hearts and flowers, but, romantic, somehow, more romantic than my parents, that’s for sure. I didn’t mean to be the naïve girl who never did dope or even went to raves, for all the right reasons, but looking back, that was me.
I was eighteen, and then I was twice that.
And so here we are, sex on Tuesdays and Fridays, yoga on Saturdays, football on Sundays. He’s happy so I’m happy.
But if I had one thing to change, we would have chosen a smaller table. I miss footsie.
I just need to say: this is a fantastic photo.