Friday, September 11, 2009

Eight Years Ago...

Today, I met L. It's been, bar none, the best eight years of my life.






Except eight years ago, today, it was a Tuesday. I thought the world was going to end; turns out, it didn't. And my world, from eight years ago, has gotten better and better and better.

1 comment:

HJ said...

When you write your first book, can I get an autographed copy?