Four minutes

Before I have to wake Reagan for our last day together.

I actually don't know if I can fill it. The four minutes, not the day. I'll fill the day quite well, thankyouverymuch.

All the writing I have interest in doing right now is specifically related to him leaving, so I put it on the other blog, but like I said in the last post, most of my time and effort are spent living in the now.

So this is redundant.

Except to say that I am aware of the things I'm leaving out of my current day-to-day life.

Time's up.