I really wish I had a picture not of my unhealthy lunch, but of the lightning storm last night.
We're on the road again. Yesterday, we were down in Alex's hometown seeing relatives, and now we're heading out for the wedding.
Last night on the way home, I listened to the Beatles for the first time since the happenings of 2009. There was a thunderstorm that absolutely engulfed us. We made it through together. And I take that as a good sign for our marriage.
I will still blog and write what I can while I get married, but you all know how it is. I'm doing my best actually not to write all the time right now, because I have to focus on one of the big life milestones. I keep swaying back and forth between hating myself for not writing and hating myself for writing, and I'm sure that once I get some semblance of sleep into my system and a lunch that does not consist of birthday leftovers that I will churn out everything that needs to be churning out.
It's been a long summer.
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