It Matters To Me

I'm SO exhausted lately. I've been sleeping pretty solid, about 6 hours a night, give or take. Once, I'm done being exhausted, I'll write something worthwhile.

I want to be able to sleep with ST and not have to wake up to an alarm clock. I want to be cuddled and kissed sweetly on my forehead when he rolls over. I miss him. He's adorable.

Okay, tired T, going to bed.

Peace, love, and bad steaks to all.