limerence, surprises, and speed

I count the hours and get butterflies in my stomach as each one passes, even after almost two years. Limerence is a fantastic thing, and I hope it never goes away.

I get a phone call on the way home from work informing me that I have a flower delivery. I grin and expect the usual lilies (always wonderful) but am greeted with a surprise full of tulips instead.

My new computer rips through tasks that took the old one forever.