I'm sitting on the couch, surrounded by dogs.
Freddie behind my neck, Tweak laying with her body against the couch, her head on my lap, Pacie cuddled into her, Millie lightly touching them both.
My homework is done and another poem is started - one comparing the feeling of love to the feeling of the sun kissing skin on a warm summer's day. (oh so corny but there it is)
I'm tired, physically, but in that refreshing way.
I'm on my way to bed, to burrow in my down comforter, atop my feather bed, my head will sink into my pillow while the AC provides white noise.
Life is good.
D
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