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A glimpse
I can hear the not so distant rumble of cars but closer, the incessant chirping of horn birds (spring time, baby!). The neighbor's dog is barking. Occasionally, a train whistle sounds.
I made spaghetti for dinner and W made cinnamon and sugar baked apples for dessert. They're playing Rogue Trader and I'm working in a too ambitious BG3 art piece. Occasionally we fuss and/or talk about whatever it is we're currently doing, but mostly it is a companionable quiet (for once, because I do like to chatter).
Nugget sits beside my computer screen and stares and refuses to beg for pets. Selphie is asleep under my desk, a warm, furry blanket for my feet.
I've taken a break to smoke a little and I can hear the tinkle of W's spoon against their plate. And I take a deep breath and I am happy.
I made spaghetti for dinner and W made cinnamon and sugar baked apples for dessert. They're playing Rogue Trader and I'm working in a too ambitious BG3 art piece. Occasionally we fuss and/or talk about whatever it is we're currently doing, but mostly it is a companionable quiet (for once, because I do like to chatter).
Nugget sits beside my computer screen and stares and refuses to beg for pets. Selphie is asleep under my desk, a warm, furry blanket for my feet.
I've taken a break to smoke a little and I can hear the tinkle of W's spoon against their plate. And I take a deep breath and I am happy.
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