Today

has been the nicest day of my life.


If you are reading this I assume we either know each other or will have spoken to each other at some point, so if you start to notice that I'm abnormally nice to you in the following weeks the only explanation I can give you is that I am happy. A revolting notion for a cynic. (I'm starting to come to terms with the fact that there is obviously a romantic little anti puppy-kicking romantic inside me masquerading as a bitter, pro puppy-kicking cynic.) I can't even begin to grasp how difficult the 16th is going to be. This experience has been far too short, but I suppose it's the beginning of something substantial and unforgettable. I only hope I don't let this slip through my puppy-strangling fingers.



xo.