It seems I might be a bit of a misanthrope, but knowing for sure would require asking someone else. I have chosen not to.
Dancing and twirling my partner is as close to flying as I can get, especially since she adds such intense velocity. Even in our small hovel, we get airborne.
I spend a lot of time banging out. I’m not sure what that means.
Having an inordinate fondness for office supplies, particularly fine writing utensils, I find myself pissed off to recognize I mostly use a computer. It just doesn’t feel the same.
When I awaken I have the most phenomenal view – like the first sunrise at the dawn of time – and I am reminded. I realize how lucky I am. Then, I lean over and kiss her.
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Beau