Time with N

I'm sorry, but I just have to rant about how excited I am to get the entire day to spend with N. Of course, we are spending it doing what we do best together - running errands. We bicker about what music to listen to. We fuck with each other while the other is trying to drive; he'll grab my right leg around the knee while I'm trying to shift my clutch, I tickle him under the arm when he stretches his right arm out over the steering wheel. 

We want to punch each other all day long. And so we play slug bug no tag backs . 

Oh all this is true. But so is the fact that every time we get out of the car and walk across the King Sooper's parking lot for some quick groceries, his hand will always grab mine. Every. Time. 

Then we always look at each other, and smile.