I've had a terrible week. Between three days of meetings, my bosses being stressed, finding out I might not get that promotion due to cutbacks after all, and just an overall weariness I couldn't shake, by the time Friday rolled around I was on my last string of sanity. Then, I went to Mike's condo to help him move.
Moving. SUCKS.
He calls me outside and I go, thinking he needs help with something. Instead, he shows me this:
As I stood in awe of the weak being over and the view being so beautiful, Mike came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my shoulders.
"Beautiful sunset; beautiful girl."
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