January 7th, 2021

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It was in between washing the pan I cooked homemade Alfredo sauce in and grinding whole coffee beans for after dinner coffee that I realized I *might* be domesticated

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January Realizations
Section 3, amendment 127
“Oh fuck,
My unhealthy 12 year relationship which existed in total isolation from the outside world might have left a lasting impact on how I interact with people”

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Making breakfast for you, surprise hugs, little voices, big brains, the sound of uneven footsteps in a hurry, mischievous laughter, that look like we belong to each other, kissing your face, holding fingers, lots of tickles, the littlest spoon, the complete awe, the joy in everything, you and me, together