“I love you.” “I know.”

I was at my parents' house for coffee this morning, and downstairs in a box, between old high school notebooks from Latin and Biology, I found this image, carefully sliced from a magazine.

You can't really see it, but there is still scotch tape on the corners with very faint traces of wallpaper on the side that used to be sticky.

I brought it back here with me, just for kicks. 

It's hanging in the kitchen now.  🙂