June 7th, 2015

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June 7th, 2015

        "The heat hit; Ophelia said she didn't want to go anywhere, so I took off to the market to grab a few things. When I got home...

       Well, O, you never cease to surprise me.

       Sitting almost completely naked in the windowsill, a wet towel around your neck and fanning yourself with a newspaper you probably read front to back twice. It wasn't exactly what I expected to see, but I certainly wasn't disappointed. I reminded her that other people have windows too, and she laughed, threw her head back and looked back out the window, saying she didn't care. It has gotten to the point where this has just become normal; back in the day, something like this never would have been deemed as normal, but with how catastrophic my life has been, the fact I can consider this normal is amazing.

        She's happy, we're happy. We're comfortable."

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