It is 52° slight wind and in the southern blue half of the sky there is a great herd of slow plodding clouds, all different ages and coming from miles away
I went over to visit L this week and fell asleep on her bed waiting for her to come home from work and when she came in she said I looked like a little perfect angel there hugging a pillow
Tonight it is going down to 8°
Sometimes I look over at the door with my fingers paused on the keys, and see him there, watching me -
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