It's basically laying around that gets to me. It's just being in his arms when I'm most content, most happy, most at peace with myself. We saw Bruce Almight today, and the whole time all I could think about was getting a good hug after the movie ended. Weird?...possibly. But I got it, and it was just what I needed.
I was in a weird mood, one of those this-is-too-good-to-be-true-so-I'm-getting-paranoid-that-something-bad-is-going-to-happen-soon sort of moods. I hate when I get those. Then we laid around at my house and it was as if everything was ok again.
I can't wait to marry him.
