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).