I love my adorable and weird boyfriend. There are lots of reasons (starting with his smile wrinkles), but one of the best is that when I look through his phone on lazy mornings at cute pics of his dogs, I find ones like this he has randomly taken of me in my element. I’m usually the one that does this. No one ever documents my life like this. Finding a friend and lover so randomly (we met at a live music night at the farm) and they just love you like this is honestly pretty precious. Also, whenever I’m tasked with going through his files, I find so much randomly scribbled poetry. 🥹 It’s not romantic, it’s insightful and twisted and his handwriting flows beautifully. One of the lines goes I honor my reflection and I too my hat, I see myself through the broken glass”