Good morning for sitting on the porch in the sun (too long, though, maybe) with a cup of coffee and a book and getting distracted from both by the movement of the pulse at the base of my ankle.
Good day for an outdoor wedding in a few hours, I think. They have both chosen wisely.
Good evening for a homecoming... for an endless trip out and back to be finally coming to a close. I've missed him. So much so that I'm reassured about my ability to spend the rest of my life with him. Better than the alternative, for real.
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