A healthy two hour nap nearly complete, I crawled into bigR’s bed and woke him up. After stammering over his words for a good fifteen seconds, out came “I like elephants.” Then came a solid minute of blank stares and silence, punctuated with “hey daddy.”
These are the moments I live for. These are the moments my insides bury themselves in the cloth of self-loathing and wish they could be all better.
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