an object at rest

Slept the whole way back from the Big City, and as soon as I finish typing this bit, I am crawling under the covers to cuddle with Kitten and read.

Cuddling is totally the new black.

A lengthier report will surely follow. But for now, my vodka soaked brain is pretty incapable of coming up with anything more than a big yawn.

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