Wednesday, September 10, 2008
the other side...
I get up out of bed, walk out of the room, and by the time I come back you have rolled right into the spot I was sleeping. So I document your side instead.
I realized today that the fact that you do this, almost every morning, is a subtle expression of love for me or my warmth...
and now it will make smile.
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