2020 has been simultaneously fast and slow. I can't believe it's almost June already. And I can't believe it's only June.
But then again, that's how I've felt every day since I met P-O, albeit in an awesome romantic way rather than the 2020s crisis snowball way.
It's like we've known each other our whole lives. And we can't quite believe we lived most of it without each other. Can you retroactively know someone growing up? Because we know each other so well it kind of feels like we did grow up together.
What's weird (and awesome ) is how similar/complementary we are in disposition and point of view, despite having lived very different lives in very different parts of the world. ( #hesmyswedishtwin
) As we like to say, neither of us are perfect, but we are perfect for each other.
These are my random ramblings at 2am amidst a blustery thunderstorm (it's approaching winter here in Oz ). Jag älskar dig, Per-Oskar. Du är världens bästa man. Happy seven months and more.
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