As per request of el novio:
Head popping off the cushion of the mattress, listening hard. No... it's not raining! What relief floods through the senses, laying back on the bed, closing eyes once again.
Later, sitting cross-legged in the midst of a mess of picture croppings, stickers, markers, pens, tickets, memories...
Later, buzzing about town, stopping at Trader Joe's to purchase bread and cheese and grapes...
Later, sitting in the big chair in the living room, listening to Mom talk about [something]; seeing a white car pull up in front of the house...
No, we're not going tandem bike riding.
Strolling through the sunny streets of Edmonds, hand in hand;
Sitting on a blanket in a sun-dappled field;
Walking through sand, unexpected sun beating down;
Snuggling in a chair, watching Seinfeld and Friends;
Perching on a counter, watching him cook;
Eating (very tasty foods) together;
Waiting for night to descend;
Watching Marlin and Dory search for Elmo...
Where's my trailer? I need water! Fill my trailer with water...
Lips on lips.
Stealing the blanket from one another.
I can't seem to catch my breath...