And I waited to publish it. Because it needed editting. And refining. And it didn't save.
I'm far too tired to rewrite it now. And tomorrow? The moment may have passed.
I'm sure it will resurface. It always does. And I'll write again. But right now, I'm going to bed. Because it has been a long day, and my finger is tired of typing on my phone.
And Ansley will probably wake up soon.
Unless tonight is a repeat of last night- The Night of Epic Sleep. Ansley went down at 9, and did not stir until 8 this morning.
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