Laying in bed surrounded by walls.
Red Sox are going to the World Series. Love the texts...apparently they won while he played "Antonia" in Kansas City.
Becca & Monster vacated the premises. I miss that mangy stinky Dominican mutt...and Monster, too. (jk, snack attack!)
And this isn't torture. And it's not depressing. And there's no resentment. And all those questions people ask about it are easily answered. Because I go to sleep incredibly happy...usually with a wistful sigh and a smile. Because you're always there making sure I have the sweetest of dreams.
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