Day One.

It truly isn't a matter of old age. We are still young, we're cool and seemingly kicking it with life; but for some reason when the New Year rolled around my energy didn't roll around with it. We had been been pulling late nights and long days in front of our computer screens. Finishing projects and freelance pieces before the end of the year. So, by the time the ball dropped on the first day we spent relaxing I had fell asleep cuddling on Ryan's chest. The last thing I really remember about 2017 is the soft whisper beneath me that said, "Happy New Year, babe."   ...to which I responded by drooling on his chest. 

It truly isn't a matter of old age. We are still young, we're cool and seemingly kicking it with life; but for some reason when the New Year rolled around my energy didn't roll around with it. We had been been pulling late nights and long days in front of our computer screens. Finishing projects and freelance pieces before the end of the year. So, by the time the ball dropped on the first day we spent relaxing I had fell asleep cuddling on Ryan's chest. The last thing I really remember about 2017 is the soft whisper beneath me that said, "Happy New Year, babe." 

...to which I responded by drooling on his chest.