Yep.
A Baby...
Everyone else was on a sugar high.
But, I slept like a Baby.
I slept like a Baby who dreamed about almost being hit by a truck.
And then I rolled over slept some more, alone, and I was perfectly happy to do so.
Because...I am alone...for all intents and purposes...
Or is it intensive-purposes...
Go to your concubine.
God made me perfect just the way I am, too.
*laughs*
~AC
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