It's 3 am. I took medicine that is keeping me up all night. I read that God grants sleep to those He loves, so whenever I can't sleep I think that He doesn't love me that night. I know it's not true and out of context, but it feels that way.
Anyway, happy anniversary.
First month: we did a lot of stupid things and had a lot of fun.
This would be April Fools' Day. He put a fake spider on the menu, then coughed up a lot of (fake) blood. Later I pulled another fast one on him. Hahaha.
His T-shirt says "Jesus loves me." All the better for taking sleeping shots of.
Taken the moment he called me "Flabs" or something that must have been equally horrible.
We played a board game, I lost, my forfeit was to be buried in sand.
After a ceaseless string of self-shots, he's fedup and making protesting noises, while I think life is a joke.
Finally, a nice photo of us looking sharp and neither of us bullied. Christmas day.
I guess one year later, we're still doing stupid things and having fun. I almost forgot that, in my frustration for not being able to sleep. But we are. April fool's day come quick!
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