Random thought of the day:
At one point in my life, I feared that bringing the everydayness to a relationship would be the death of it. Every day needed to be an experience, a celebration. Every feeling heightened by adventure, newness and surprise. I've learned that the real work happens in the comfort of routine. When the conversations have been had, the touch is the same, the nerves are dull from constant abrasion, that is where true companionship lives. Every day love is loving on days when you can hardly muster the energy to love your coffee. Today might be considered one of those lovely days.