July 23 2021 (archive)

Eventually marriage starts to ignore our personal ideas about time. Two years we got married, but I can barely remember life before. That’s okay. I am more than happy to trade those years for the two I have had with Abigail. Two years, so much has changed, we built a basement apartment together, played almost enough games, and generally had more fun than most other people in the room. I love you, and can’t wait for more years to come.