love: fresh flowers, my inadvertently wine-dyed tablecloth, meandering to every corner of boston, hearing tim’s various varieties of laughter (the giggle, the chortle, the guffaw), sunrises, sunsets, making the elliptical machine my bitch, my early-morning walks to work while daydreaming on autopilot, rainy afternoons spent in museums, the view from above, the ache in my legs of too many stairs climbed, my collection of eclectic hats and how they look in conjunction with my new nose ring, making grown up plans, heart-to-heart talks with timmy on the t, how warm the apartment feels when we have dinners (figuratively and literally), family game nights, adopting and being adopted.
hate: not a whole lot, really… closemindedness & pigheadedness, the bruised soles of my feet (but not how they got that way), memories of absinthe, wondering what i did so wrongly, my angry laptop and no means to fix it, an utter lack of the sort of eye contact i crave, tripe soup…seriously.
