by kimberley veart.
Let's
swim in our underwear, in the middle of winter. Drink wine from mugs in the
afternoon.
Let's
roll down the car windows and sing. Dance like we're drunk
when we aren't, and have long conversations with interesting strangers. Take
pictures and pull faces, not just smile sedately.
When
we're apart we can send postcards in the mail, so that we have more than bills in the letter box. We'll greet each other with all the excitement of friends reunited after several years, even if it
was only last Tuesday.
