Friday, March 31, 2023

Thing Number Seventy-Five

The seventy-fifth thing I love about us, because you left it out of your thing post yesterday, is when we're together under a blanket watching TV and the one arm that's out to hold the popcorn bowl is mine, and you're completely snuggled in so that I get to feed you one piece of popcorn at a time.

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It's Christmas Eve, and all the world is at peace ...

... when I think of you.