For my own sake there was nothing for me to do but to love you.

The weekend has, sadly, come to a close. Sleep promptly found me last night though so too did the alarm clock on the morn.

The brief flickers of waking consciousness rattling about my skull called my attention to a number of things: the fuzzing of the off-station radio, the faint numbness about my cold toes, and the distinct absence of a warm body beyond mine own.

Reflecting on the latter in light of the two former provided for some entertaining and grin-inducing thoughts and, as such, I arose from bed in high-spirits.

Life is good.

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