I never needed a reason

Yesterday, I wrote a blog entry on Myspace about the Astronomy night thing. It was longer than the one I wrote in here. J always reads that blog. (I don't think she's even peeked at this one.)

Part of what I wrote was, "If space is infinite, it kind of makes me feel small and insignificant." Or something along those lines.

Last night, I was in bed reading a book ("Red Light" by JD Glass) and J crawls up beside me. This is what she said.

"You shouldn't feel small and insignificant because, to me...you are my whole world. And if I didn't have you, the world as I know it wouldn't exist."

And that's only one of the millions of reasons that I love her.