Last night I sat on the couch with my husband,
scottchurch, we turned the computers off and watched Lost and Breaking Bad, and I was happy. I picked up a blanket and our cat, T, and sat there rubbing T's head. And I watched as he leaned his head way back, closed his eyes and fell asleep in my arms. And I thought to myself, this is why I haven't been writing.
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