the usual

Spooning. Whispering. Sleeping naked. The next day, the best workout I’ve had yet. Coincidence? Perhaps breaking rules is a good thing.

The looming dread that is following my happy, quiet mood and laughing at it. This is probably unwarranted calmness and security, but I want it to be real. It’s been a year.

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