Friday, August 19, 2016


Happy monthly anniversary, my love.

I think we are out of danger for now. Finished one contract to a massive success and now on the verge of starting another one in a couple weeks, a role that might be no more than three months, but it'll give us breathing room. It's the light to the darkness of being out of work for seven months. I'm grateful for this, and for you. And I like to think it's a gift to us, on the day 206 months ago we were married. I think I will breathe easier tonight as we are in our bed, breathing in the heady summer night air. Together.