She has decided I shouldn’t be alone today.
I’m OK, mostly.
And don’t worry. The silly posts will return.
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Her new box is working perfectly. The fountain is also here.
The version of me between versions of me.
Home approaches
I gather the smaller selves
and pretend there’s one
No ancient lullabies yet.
Took the baby monitor from the lobby as a joke.
So far:
“Who’s that?”
It was the question I’ve been avoiding.
So here it is.