Last night, I cleaned out the last of my stuff from my apartment and turned in my keys. For a person who is constantly saddled by a wad of keys on my belt it felt oddly liberating to walk around for a few hours last night not having keys for anywhere that I lived. I honestly can't remember the last time that happened. Oh, I guess I should back track a bit for those of you out in the Blogosphere. I'm moving in with Finch. I picked up the keys for our new place this morning. I am so freaking excited about this I can't even begin to describe it. Want to know why I love her? Look at this picture. It embodies everything about her that I love in one simple image.
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Ah, l'amour... congrats on moving in, dude.
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