day 62: night snapshots number 3

e, boom and I are weary, one and the same. But tonight seems like Christmas morning: something we shouldn’t miss for as constant a thing as sleep. Finally, he comes. A walks in after three nights away. Not nineteen, not an eternity, but he surely was missed. e did his new little happy wiggle for A and A countered with a happy laughter of his own.

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