There’s a moment first thing in the morning when I wake up and I know nothing. No memories or expectations for the day. Just me as I am. Waking up. This morning at 6:45 the first bit of awareness I had as I came online was of Stephen. He was there next to me and warm and cuddling into me. That was all I knew for a few moments. It was really nice. I was happy.
Here at the end of my day, I’m still happy.
The girl who mistook her chair as a pulpit for the soles of her shoes 