Sidenote, and also funny/cute story that I will use to distract myself, which will therefore become the main point of this post:
The first summer I met Andrew, I had done up a list of things I wanted to do that summer, such as have a picnic, going rock climbing, and dancing in the rain (which was AWESOME, by the way. It was raining, sunny AND there was a double rainbow. Best raindance ever.)
|Like this, but in a shirt and shorts instead. And in a trailer park.|
|Not a WHUMP, but more of |
I feel better now. Rage subsided. Happiness reclaimed.