K&M.

There are two people here in this windy city that I simply cannot get enough of. They live on the north side in a little apartment that has come to look like them. They've been married only a few months but live with eternity in mind.

I'm waking up this morning in their living room. Both of them have rushed off to early morning shifts at Starbucks and in the quietness afforded by empty mornings, I'm reminded how grateful I am for them.

Katelynn will always read my face, my voice, my silence before my words. She knows me well and will call me out, build me up, hear me out any time.

Mat knows photography a zillion times better than I do, will always encourage me as a photographer, even when my work is consistently sub-par.

Katelynn eats cookies and pancakes with me for breakfast.

Mat sings about eating cookies and cakes for breakfast while we do.

Katelynn asks good questions.

Mat loves his wife, and therefore he loves me. Mat cares for me well because he knows Katelynn cares for me.

Katelynn always reads my blog [and this post will make her giddy and embarrassed]

I love these two. Really, I do. Last night we went to a new favorite bar of theirs, Gutheries. We played board games and ate pizza and laughed a lot. Kate and I reminisced about how much we disliked each other freshmen year and how that all changed so suddenly. With these people, my heart sighs a little bit. And I love em.