feeling sentimental

i solved the sodoku daily puzzle again today. be careful kids, it's addicting.

so tonight paul was driving me home from campus and he was talking about how he's not sure what caused his hands to swell up and break out in a rash this morning, how it might be a food allergy, it might be a pesticide, it might be the dog, it might be this or that, and he can't even remember what his hands feel like normally so he doesn't know how to tell if the swelling is gone, etc... and i was looking at him listening to all of this and it struck me that i'm the luckiest girl on the planet because he loves me, even when i'm cranky and moody and ruin perfectly good evenings together and complain about his blue converse hightops with shorts... none of that matters. both of us have our quirks and oddities and things that make us hard to deal with sometimes, but in spite of-or is it because of?-that, we inexplicably fit.

in a haze, a stormy haze
i’ll be round, i’ll be loving you always, always...
here i am and i'll take my time
here i am and i’ll wait in line always, always...