eating bits of chocolate on my drive home, a terrible habit
drinking the last of our wine from the Finger Lakes
reading What Happened by HRC
listening Gregory Allen Isakov with the Colorado Symphony
watching The Crown, still
wanting a dog of our own, maybe
loving a 50 degree day in the midst of grey February
needing earlier bedtimes
wearing the fuzziest earmuffs on the coldest mornings
smelling fried chicken and waffles, a valentine tradition
daydreaming of green-eyed babies, someday
feeling exhausted and rested, all in one
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