Twenty Tyrannosauruses
I read a line the other day:
“I love you like 20 tyrannosauruses on 20 mountaintops.”
It made me pause. Because it’s ridiculous, obviously. But also kind of perfect?
There’s something honest about love that doesn’t try to sound elegant. It just goes all the way, almost like the way a child would distill it down. Which doesn’t make it simplified at all. Just…unguarded.
Anyway, I wanted to share that here in case you needed a reminder that this kind of feeling exists.
Happy Friday!
