September 15th, 2011

wood cat

Dear FutureSibling,

That's not the exit.

That's not the exit either.

That . . . might actually be the exit, because I'm not sure what else in that vicinity would result in sensations like that, but don't even think it, you've got eight weeks to cook before you're allowed to care. (Also: ow.)

With love and great sincerity,

Me

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