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My wife: touches our foreheads together, stares into my eyes

Me: what do you see? ❤️

Her: I was turning you into a cyclops

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I used to get this incredible hot sauce from the local farmer’s market— like, unimaginably good hot sauce— I don’t actually like hot sauce very much and I’m obsessed with this shit— and when we moved last year we lost the last of our reserves and I was very very sad because it felt like losing a chunk of home that I wasn’t ready the grieve yet.

and today my wife says “hey I have something for you” and iT’S THE HOT SAUCE IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE FOR CHRISTMAS BUT IT GOT HELD UP IN SHIPPING AND SHE TRACKED IT DOWN ONLINE AND BOUGHT IT FOR ME

And I have never felt so seen or so loved in my fucking life I’m SO happy I missed this so much I immediately put it on my lunch and it tastes like— well, cilantro, mostly, that’s why I love it so much but it tastes like homemade tacos and walks to the gelato place down the street and watching the water birds in city park and our old cat laying just out of reach from where I was reading and doing math to put the exact amount on the laundry card so we could zero it out because we had three of the fucking things and driving out to pick flowers for our CSA share and taking the bus to the farmer’s market with my roommate back when things were good between us and like.

I didn’t know how much I missed it. All of it. It was a good gift.

I’ll make tacos again soon.

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