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Tuesday
25 September 20011 58 am pdt [ home ]
My boyfriend is snoring softly next to me on the couch. My body is set to some European clock and feels that it should not be made to sleep just because it is 2 am.
Despite one cancelled flight, I did make it home today. Home feels so good.
He just started talking in his sleep about grey socks. That just delights me to no end. I'm goin to try to move him to the bed now, and hopefully read myself to sleep...
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