Love is the four of us, together. My tiny family, my little life. Love and living that is small but deep and wide.
August Break: Love
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Monthly Archives: August 2014
August Break: Soft
Soft. Sleepy. Tender. I look at him, and I soften. I bury my face in the top of his head, which will forever smell like puppy, just like Dexter’s did.
