All Good Things Must Come to an End

If they didn't, they wouldn't be "good" things. They'd just be "things" that fade off into the background. They'd be nothing special.

I had a wonderful weekend this weekend. Nothing exciting or crazy happened, but it was a lovely low-key event with the one guy I wanted to spend it with the most. We had a wonderful dinner in a restaurant within walking distance of my place, a little shopping, a little ice cream, and a lot of lounging and napping and cuddling.

Sometimes it's those low-key, quiet, "nothing special" days that are the most special.


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