In other words, I love Laura time.

I love music.

I love old-macs-working-like-new with eBay-purchased-airport-cards.

I love letting it get dark with only the glow of excited laptop screens.

I love speaking with a new discovered confidence over curry-with-not-enough-sauce to a once-terrifying-mother.

I love best friends and sitting in adorable-bed-coves almost literally saying goodbye to your depression.

I love this.