The morning is time and place. Feeling of sleepy lingers above the comforter. But energy finds itself in loved shoes and shorts. The impact of the cool daybreak on rested skin ignites. Deeply breathing in the solidity of the early hour. Necessary routine. necessary. necessary. Excuses later are regret.
The pain of discipline is now.
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Comfort at home. Sounds of water set the mood for turning wheels and an almost-lost CD. Familiarity is the name of the game. This is how it's supposed to be. Stability in comfortable seats: mine just behind the wheel and hers next to the radio. We drove. Cherished perfection.
mmmmmmm, falling
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you're pretty.
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