mardi 21 septembre 2010

That's the way things are

Every night I go to bed with a herb tea. If Jérôme is home, I offer to make one for him too. He often says yes. He hardly ever drinks it. I continue to offer, he continues to accept and then I pick up the full mugs around the house, by his bed, by his favourite armchair, by his computer.
And there is nothing wrong with that.

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