Yesterday’s post was supposed to be titled “straight up” like a glass of whiskey with no ice. But I hadn’t slept and couldn’t think of the word “up.” So I spent this morning worried about how everyone is going to think I’m referring to my sexuality in the title. If you’d like to know, not that you would, I was referring to love straight up. No drama, no sex, just two people in their own realities who share a world. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Either way, I’m not going to leave. I want his nose right up to mine and his hands grasping my waist so tight that I can’t float away. The truth is I like us. Whatever it is we have I want it. I was filling a glass with water while thinking about this earlier and over flowed my cup. It spilled all over…

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