O, how much more doth beauty beauteous seem

By that sweet ornament which truth doth give!
The rose looks fair, but fairer we it deem
For that sweet odour which doth in it live..

-Shakespeare, Sonnet LIV.

Yesterday. You bought me roses. I bought you lunch. We had a nap together. It was perfect.

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Today..
was a different kind of fun. Took my sisters shopping with Sehen in tow. Had an exhausting amount of fun and now, I'm beat.