today, john picked me up from work and took me out for a bowl of chowder. on cold days like these, i gotta have my hot tea (with milk, not half/half) in the morning, and i could have soup (with bread, not crackers) every single nite and never tire of it. it warms my insides. on the way home from our soup date, john told me he loved me for loving soup – said it was one of those things that made me…me. i love him for loving me, and my details. life is good.
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