Good Morning

This morning I woke up to a few stray beams of sunlight. They missed the memo that said it was winter. The cats were sleeping lazily at our feet and from across the hall the soft snores of the resting wild pixie could be heard. Yesterday was my birthday, according to the wild pixie I am now old, because I have now reached the age of…gasp..30. Silly little pixie.

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