Of Cracks and Rainbows.

(Written May 1st)

Today we officially signed the lease on our apartment.The keys jingled,and the floor creaked as we tiptoed over the tired hearth of our future home.The soft cracks in white walls hold stories.There is a  shoe mark on the ceiling above the door and the radiators occasionally sigh.But for now its Mike's home and soon,Mine.

As of now,Our 5 rooms stand empty,waiting to be filled with our hodgepodge collection of furniture and stories of our own.But while they wait,these empty rooms hold their own unique sort of magic.After a jaunt down the street for some peach/raspberry/chocolate gelato (A FANTASTIC combo,I might add) we returned to find our new living room floor strewn with prisms of light .We played in the rainbows,admiring the way they transformed our hands and faces.

The lights danced on the floor all afternoon like our own personal disco.

So someday very soon,our little apartment will be filled with love,joy and yes,

Even rainbows.

Yours,

K