Wayward Sandman, and my toast to Bellingham

[dracomiss]

Here I am, for some reason still awake at almost five in the morning. While the thought of slumber is sweet, it seems far away and unattainable at the moment. As sometimes happens in the wee hours of the morning, when all is silent and I am alone in wakefulness, I find my mind wandering though memory

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[wolfdaddy2002]

hugs
Missed you. And yes, you've grown immensly over the years. Your truths are certainly stranger than a lot of fiction.
To Bellingham.