It always manages to find me. Despite my very best efforts to keep it at bay. I’m lying in bed, as I slowly acclimate to this thing called morning. I typically sleep facing the closet so that I don’t partake in the luxury of inhaling my dear spouse’s exhale as he faces me. So I roll … Continue reading It Finds Me
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