BW

Yesterday (for what felt like the millionth time) I woke up late and rushed to work without packing a lunch. Yesterday (for what felt like the millionth time) you met me at lunch and packed a picnic feast. You are the sweetest man and I do not deserve you. —Prairie Home

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