Just as the acorn existed within the oak, even when the oak was a seedling; and as the oak existed within the earth, even before there were trees; and as the earth existed within the galaxy, even before there were planets... there has never been a time, dear sweet Laurel, when you did not exist within me... during which we dreamed all else into being.
Far out.
Love you.
Well done.
Happy everything,
The Universe
Ain't it all so grand, Laurel?
