September 19, 2020

My dearest,

Every day is a gift, a minor miracle. We wake together, brush our teeth, make fun of each other. I brew us coffee from scratch, grinding the beans and offering you the grounds to smell as though I were a real barista. We sit on the couch, sipping our coffee and discussing its flavour notes. And so another day begins. And so another gift, another miracle.

Yours, ever and always.