Meeting Michael downtown for the opening night of the Portland International Film Festival.
Heading out to dinner, just the two of us.
Skipping dessert, racing to the theater, almost late for the movie.
Wanting to stop and take pictures of everything.
Someone shuffling me along…
Sneaking out the side door after the movie, getting to the opening reception before the hungry crowd and grabbing a booth all to ourselves.
Going back home, back to reality, tired and glad.