I want to stay up late and read Charles Bukowski. I want to lay with my head on someone’s chest with their chin on my forehead, warmly cuddled in sleep. I want to wake up and make egg white omelets and hazelnut coffee. I want to go antiquing and admire all the beautiful pieces that I could never find a real purpose for. I want to be so carelessly happy and unapologetically loved.
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And we matched each other well, our bodies fit. I didn’t know enough then to realize that doesn’t always happen—that sometimes you cannot settle on an angle with the other person, your weight won’t balance, your bones poke.
— “Prep”, Curtis Sittenfeld
