And, so we danced. We danced all Saturday night, and into the early morning. Then we slept in my bed. Well, not only slept. I awoke, did my morning routine, made tea, gave some plants some water, and he slept. Mumbling strange, incoherent things, as I snuggled up with him again. And he slept some more. I woke him up again, made toast, he had … Continue reading “Look For Me, Somewhere Down That Crazy River”