Brighton Cheery

We're sitting in a window seat, the two of us. Sharing the small space the white leather sofa provides ensures we tied at the hip. I like the way that sounds. As if there's a piece of invisible string connecting us together. In a Brighton hotel room. We've been in England three days so far and I feel like we fit right in. Well, except the whole accent thing.

We're headed to London soon, but–until then–we're enjoying time by the seaside and working on seeing the world differently. Together.

Happy Friday!