My sweet patootie Nevin and I were talking in bed yesterday morning. One of the (many, believe it or not) great things about getting old is this: nobody makes you get out of bed until you’re damn good and ready. You can lie there all day if you feel like it and sometimes we do. It’s not that we intend to waste half a day growing even older between clean, crisp sheets, but sometimes the conversation is just too good to interrupt with the mundanit…
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