My heart isn’t crushed all day by the weight of her absence, because I know I’ll see her in the evening. […] I’m not afraid of choosing the wrong restaurant or wearing the wrong outfit, or of saying something which will make her judge me. My stomach doesn’t knot when I awaken beside her, because when I open my eyes I find her pressed against me. I don’t live in anticipation, but in the moment.
June 25th, 2011