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ADHD, Alliteration, Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, Bestest Friend, brain off meds, clichés, Eternal Cynic Within Me, fluffy straight-out-of-the-dryer-smelling-like-all-that-was-glorious-from-within-memories-of-childhood-ignorance feeling, jet lag, My Universe, quote, tangental, The Husband, Well played, well played indeed.
Bestest Friend who evokes that cozy, fluffy straight-out-of-the-dryer-smelling-like-all-that-was-glorious-from-within-memories-of-childhood-ignorance is like a nice day with that Glowing Orb In The Sky perfect for supervising from my Security Watchtower.
It’s 1:44am and I hear the fridge humming, the pipes settling, but the best ever sound is the deep, even breathing of The Husband beside me in bed. I’ve been perusing the Inteweb (read: Buzzfeed Will Be The Death of Me. Future post?), the past hour or so, relishing (vs. ketchup-ing. 51 Awesome Points if you caught that one)… umm…
Right. Ketchup and relish. Interweb Buzzfeed sucked in.
shakes fist at Buzzfeed
Breathing.
His breathing.
Beside me.
Finally.
He’d been away for 20 days, the longest we’ve been apart in years. The Husband is My Bestest Friend. One of those Bestest Friends that Continue reading