I always seem to tell you about sad or hard things - and those exist also - but today I went for a walk with a friend and her newborn baby. She got super intense about identifying one of the flowers we found. We sat in hammocks in the park. She drank from some flowers, I swung so hard I fell into the mud - it was pretty fun :)
Hey, anyone willing to do a fast beta for me? It's Dean/Sam, about 2800 words (still editing, but more or less), PG-13, with some pining and light sprinkles of hurt/omfort, bed sharing, fandom finding, truth serum....ing?