I could see myself waking up in Pennsylvania, early on a Sunday morning. The sun shining through the blinds, maybe we're about 27 or 28, still young, but we're both be doing everything we ever dreamed of. The snowy December mountains, sitting outside our window. And I'm waking up in his arms. He paints a clear picture of where I'll be when I'm on top of the world." - journal entry, 6.15.19
