Sunday, September 11, 2016


1.5 Years.
One and a half.

A couple of days ago, on September 9th, 2016, Bram and I set a lunch date at my all-time favourite restaurant in the world. We ordered the same menu we always get, and laughed about how we're able to tolerate each other for 1.5 years now. It might seem like an easy-peasy, small number of years to some of you, but Bram and I have never been in a longer relationships and the fact that we're still here despite countable little fights, is mesmerising. 

It's honestly lovely to have somebody to direct the newest gossips to, someone to tell about my frustration with work, studies, parents, and also somebody to ask when I need opinions on what shall I improve in my work, or as little as which hairstyle looks better on me. I grew up with 3 little sisters you see, growing up I talked more to diaries than my own mother. I have a lot of friends, and I'm happy Bram could serve as a friend too. 

So hopefully, here's to more celebratory lunches, self-timer portraits and "I'm proud of you"s, as we stand by each other's side while ticking the boxes on our list of goals. 

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