Her flight gets here in a little over an hour. I've been pacing around the house doing little tiny stupid things trying to keep myself occupied until she gets here. I haven't eaten all morning, because I don't want to mess up the kitchen. Now that I'm sitting here waiting another 15 minutes before I leave, I realize there are lots of other things I could have done around the house. I'm also starting to realize that it really doesn't matter. We're going to be together and that's what's important.
Not talkin' 'bout a year
No not three or four
I don't want that kind of forever
In my life anymore
Forever always seems
to be around when it begins
but forever never seems
to be around when it endsLike a handless clock with numbers
An infinite of time
No not the forever found
Only in the mind
So give me your forever
Please your forever
Not a day less will do
From you– Ben Harper / Forever
So I'll go put some gas in the truck, and then head out to the airport and wait, just in case her plane is early.
I know I've said this a million times before, and I'm sure saying it once again probably doesn't mean all that much. But I don't want there to ever be a doubt in your mind that it isn't so, so I'll keep saying it until the day that I die: Jess, I love you. Like Crazy.
