Saturday, July 17

In the Morning

i do this thing in the morning.  in the morning, i wake up, and i reach over.  i've done this for as long as i can remember.  i wake up, and i reach over, and i grab something, and i bring it in, and i smile and i snuggle it.  over the years, it's been a few different things.  i think when i was little, for a long long time, it was my Pound Puppy.  it's been a pillow, during years i felt silly sleeping with an animal, and it's been a couple grateful boys, and a few more cranky boys.  right now, it's my phone. 
you know what i'd love?  for it to be a boy (i'm not going to specify moods, that might be pushing my luck).

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