“I’m not sentimental—I’m as romantic as you are. The idea, you know, is that the sentimental person thinks things will last—the romantic person has a desperate confidence that they won’t.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thefloralsofa)
Louis Armstrong and butterflies in the morning. A bed filled with a plethora of blankets and pillows. Dewey nestled in my arms. The prospect of a wonderful weekend spent with my favorite fellow. Chicken and Dumplings. Snail Mail from Gracey in Hawaii. Contentment. Helping my sister come up with names for their new little one. Laughter in our fireplace. Understanding.