Wednesday, May 7, 2025

Twilight

 Fell asleep in the desk chair,

over the side, with my arm on the recliner, but woke up quickly when Amy yelled my name. She scared the crap out of me. Apparently, she thought I was dead. Fair. I'm going to miss that woman when I'm gone
But it's better than missing her while I'm still here

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