A short time later, I still hear from you. To sate curiosity and impatience, (yes, I know, mea culpa) I am this close: place it in a bottle. Label it basil. Cinammon. Some other condiment.
I do not know what happiness is but I do know when I am happy.
Happy can mean Right Now. Can mean Yesterday. Or That time when I was there.
Some days, with you, it means Right Now.
Don't worry; there will be no casualties this time. I have no agenda. I will leave the way I came. It will be convenient.
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