Ah, the power of love. We’ve all been there. Gazing into our lover’s face, eyes, loosing ourself in it and forgetting everything around us.
Even the loud protest march in the background with its whistles, drums and megaphones.
And listening to the baby who is screaming on top of her lungs right behind me while I write this entry, I so wish I would be the guy in the picture. Maybe that would help 🙂