I so loved spending time with you yesterday. I loved that it wasn’t organised, and that we were both open to anything. I loved having dinner at that Afghani restaurant I’ve walked past 100 times without ever having entered. I loved the art we looked at in the afternoon before dinner. The movie, Scent of a Woman, I really loved that too, and especially seeing it with you. And I love the flower you bought me.
Can’t wait to see you Thursday,
p.s. oh, and I love that your first name is usually only a surname!