A smidgen startled by the alarm, a speck under the weather, a wisp of a sore throat, a touch of cinnamon and cayenne in my coffee, a mite tired on the road, a hint of sunrise color in the sky, a sliver of a moon overhead, a small herd of cows resting beside Route 155, a tad sunblinded crossing the Hatem bridge, a bit of traffic along the way, a little wistful for those I miss.
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Uh oh! Hope I didn’t leave my sickness with you 😯. Miss you!
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Worth it to see you, if you did! Hope you’re feeling better! Miss you too!
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