Sep 21, 2005 02:35
I left the light on when I left and felt warm, coming back to lit room. It's not chrismas lights and hot cider, but it's a start. Awaiting winter, when cider and friends are most appreciated.
Take this as shorthand for my state of mind.
Aviso. H.'s absence has left me largely without hugs. I shall take corrective action.
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