this is us, on a map at least.

that pink dot is you, in Buffalo Grove. that blue one is me, all the way over in London now. the line between us is just that, the space we're crossing, slowly. a whole ocean this time.

the numbers floating around? just little things I wanted you to know. how far, how long, how many hours it would take me to get to you.

and places we'll go, that's the fun part. every trip I'm dreaming of taking with you, mapped out and waiting. add your own too, anywhere you want me to take you. none of them are real yet. all of them will be, in sha Allah.

spin the globe. find us. 🌸