Last night I was practically squealing in delight at my idea. Choosing songs, putting them in the right order (I reorganized them a million times), hand writing the reasons... It felt so genius last night but so sophomoric this morning.
Is this what a hangover feels like?
1 comment:
oh man, i am catching up on your blog and ecstatic!!!
ps. best gift ever. I LOVE YOU TO THE MOON!!!
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