11 14 am pdt   [ last day ]

This is my last day with him. We've filled our bellies with cereal, and he's wathing tv. I don't care if we see fireworks or have a bbq. I just want to steal more moments with my man. We've slipped so easily into vacation mode, and the idea that we have to return to 'real life' tomorrow is a bit disheartening. I hope you have a beautiful fourth.

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