Needless to say, I bunked in on the couch anon, a tardy interlude. But, I was happy. I spent one of the most wonderful peppy and perky moments before that with inamorato, the nighttide upon the ol' buttermilk sky. Divulging everything on soul, sense and sanity, I knew him better. He's awesome. And that was the time which reminded me again, why I fall for the boy.

And it's mother's birthday. The best mother. I love you.