My husband and daughter out on a special Saturday morning date
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Me, in bed, watching “Morning Glory”, under the covers, all by my lonesome–
With no one to answer to, nowhere to be and nothing to do.
This kind of laze and luxury has become so foreign to me
that I feel as though I literally need a Passport to be here.
Right now, I am far away from my home in the Land of Mom.
And, you know what? I rather like this trip.
I rather like it quite a bit.