I Miss (sunday morning wake and bakes)
I can not believe it has been four months since I have talked to you. My phone is a different creature. It used to be my lifeline to you. Now it’s just the thing I listen to music on all day at work (most days), while it sits in “airplane mode” so I can not be interrupted with bells and whistles that aren’t you.
I miss waking up on Sunday mornings, filling my cup, and filling my bowl and calling you early, because you were an hour ahead of me.