I don't expect many people to believe me, but not many people have experienced what I have these past few days. I've been living a dream. A dream I've had for many many years except it's actually tangible. I woke up this morning to get ready for work, like every other morning, except there was the most beautiful being I've ever witnessed wrapped up in the covers beside me. This beautiful, precious, most perfect thing exclaimed that she was mine. How is this possible? If I can see, touch, hear, smell, and taste something, why is it so hard to establish it as real?
I am, for certain, the luckiest man on earth.
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