A lot of things happen in this room, this bed. As the night unfolds words pass through our lips sometimes meaningless, sometimes profound. Tonight is a night that can stick out from the others. It's not much different but in ways it is. For one, I can hear the rain pouring outside onto the shingles. We don't really enjoy this sound often. That noise calms the night. He also read me a passage from a novel he is reading. The quote above is from the passage. I believe it related to us although not quite so sad anymore. Things are looking up.
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