Wow.

I have a lot to think about.

I have nothing to worry about.

That's why I have a lot to think about.

Sometimes it scares me how much more grown up than me he is, even when he's using me as a free weight for leg presses. Not quitewhat I meant when I said we should work out together...

*sigh*

Suddenly it's all ok, I am loved. And it makes me want to cry.