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We had headaches on Saturday. Events slip off my calender, passing without my notice. It's been weeks of work and sleep and that is perfectly fine with me. I love my job, I love coming home and hugging B and how she closes her eyes.

We go through our days as I walk in around 7pm, a good 12 hours after I left the apartment for work. I'm happy when I leave home* and happier still seeing the glow of her laptop around the corner.

I'm a moth drawn in.



* actually I take my sweet time leaving. trust me, I would rather be sleeping.