There are things that I want. Or rather, would like to have. Things that I have looked forward to all my life, or for as long as I can remember.
But then I'm looking at furniture, thinking about the blender and the sheets (solid colours, preferably white, black or, I could do with grey too). And it's just a little bit silly, but just a little bit not.
I can fit myself below your left collarbone and know that we'll come back to it when we want to. And most often, we do.
And I realize, that I don't mind the adventure, as long as I get to take it with you.