It's about 4:52 AM and for some reason, I can't sleep. This may not be the best time to hammer out a blog post considering I'm not really awake, there's a strange smell in my nose (maybe in this room?), and I'm subconsciously dreaming of Josh waking up and making me coffee. And that, my friends, will never happen. In the four years we've been together, I'm pretty sure - even in this semi-alive state - that I've always made the coffee.
I used to work in a coffee shop.
That, however, is neither here nor there. But these two people below are wonderful. And I wish I could have had mojitos with them on their honeymoon.