The hard yet simple naked truth is that we both wake up next to strangers, embraced by foreign arms when things get too heavy. We laughed driving down the road when a skittish rabbit is confused with which way to bounce just before I jerk the wheel to the left and end up clunking over several pot holes. At least the rabbit is safe in the tall brush to hop on another day. We’ve discussed having kids one day, until last summer a brat bumped into me causing my triple scooped ice cream cone to plop vanilla side down onto the steaming concrete. I’m quite sure I wouldn’t win mother of the year award for wanted to throttle that kid. But you said it was alright because a kid will always be a kid and you had enough money to buy me an infinite amount of scoops of ice cream…
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