i can't believe how much i've been abusing the word perfect lately. i always hated that word, but it's been slipping. last night was great. we found another place, noisy with the sounds of frogs and crickets and there was the perfect view. lights reflecting off of the water and purples and reds hovering over the building tops. wet grass and dirt under my toes and a beautiful boy by my side. things seemed a little off at first, but i felt no tension by the end of it all. i felt content and i didn't bother trying to make decisions in my head like usual. i just soaked up the moment. we need to go back someday, with a camera