Days of Gold

I cannot write of things which even impassioned breath cannot utter. Autumn is coming with its days of gold, its days of reverie and of you—oh, such delightful hours that my heart burns within me at the anticipation. ~Byron Caldwell Smith, letter to Kate Stephens

Honestly I do

My roommate and I are sitting in the living room, watching dvr'd episodes of New Girl and perusing Land's End.  Together.  On our laptops.  As in, sitting side by side and looking at online sweaters.

She points out what she deems to be unwearable, and I tell her how much I love whatever she's pointing to -- honestly, usually I DO -- and we laugh.

Such good times :)

If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort. ~Terri Guillemets