I love so many things.
I love seeing my father’s face when I do something he is proud of. I love the smell of burning candles. I love Kendrick Lamar, and I love the short prickly noise between songs on a record.
I love the Yankees. I love American cheese. I love finding beauty in small, unimportant things. I love the color white because it goes with everything, but I love the color black because of its authority.
I love so many things in this world, and I would love for another person to enjoy all of these things with me.