Friday, June 5, 2009

This morning

I crawled into the bed cave to kiss Justin on the cheek when I left for the counseling center I volunteer for, and he murmured, 'I don't sleep as well without you. You're my anchor."

There was a brief sleepy pause.

Then he said, "It's like you're dragging me down kicking and flailing into the briny depths."

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