Drift
Writing by candle flame, in my comfy clothes. A glass of Merlot. Socks on my feet. Guess I'm squeezing out the last few drops of the weekend, here in these deep hours. It won't be long until I am snoozing but, for now...
I'll drift around here, solitary. Remembering.
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