105. Memory lane

I hope you slept well, baby, with your fancy new mouth gear.

Me? I’m in the car right now. Just took myself a little catnap. Well, I wasn’t really sleeping. I just put the seat back for a while and enjoyed the memory of kissing your cheeks in Snooze, the feel of your beard on my lips.

Then the memory of your lips on my lips. Then the memory of the color of your eyes. Then the memory of your eyes. I love your gentle eyes.