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Monday was a really odd morning.



I walked into the kitchen and the cupboard with the dishes was on the wrong side of the sink. My bowl was the right shape and size, but the wrong color. It was green, not blue, but I stirred up my oatmeal anyway.



Then the microwave wanted buttons pushed in a different order.



Then my love walked in and kissed me, and it all made sense, except for the bowl, which still strikes me as just too coincidental. But his place is 250 miles away from mine, and having him standing there in the kitchen next to me was wonderful. Or, really, it was me standing there in his kitchen next to him...



I still can't get over how much alike we are in our tastes, down to having the same style of dishes in our cupboards. His are green, mine are blue. What are the odds?



Всегда твоя, Эд. Я тебе люблю.