I skyped my two favourite ex-housemates who just moved into another apartment together, and after seeing them together without me, I just miss them so much. I love living by myself, but I also loved having someone answer my HELLO? when I walked through the front door, and going straight to lie on Neil’s bed before going into my own room, and having Abs kill all the bugs, and all that other really special camaraderie that develops when you share your living space with people who you genuinely love being around.
by Langston Hughes
Bring me all of your dreams,
Bring me all your
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
It’s funny how quickly you adapt to a new place, and how quickly you forget how exhausting the move was. (My mother tells me this is what child birth is like too).
Do you ever have those moments when you are reminded that you really love someone? Like you know you love them, but it has been a while since you consciously thought about it. I had that yesterday when I got up at 6am so I would have time to go get Derrick some things from his favourite bakery (which is a 30-40 minute drive away) before getting on my flight to surprise him with a visit. Like I did not even mind a little bit (Okay, only a little bit when I got stuck in rush hour traffic on my way back, but you get the point). And I had this moment of this is what love is. Doing small thoughtful things for people, not because you feel obligated to, but because you genuinely just want to. Maybe getting up at 6am for some pastries is crazy, but then again, I always thought this whole loving people business is a little crazy too.
This is love, he whispered, as he plucked out one of her chin hairs