About forty-five minutes…

About forty-five minutes ago, Kevin called into the living room where I was working and asked if I wanted to watch Friends, or if he should just record it for later. I said I'd come watch. I came and curled up on the couch. And started crying. Not a lot -- just a couple of loose tears here and there. He asked what was wrong, and I explained that nothing was wrong. I was just very very very tired. Since I've been working since six a.m. And slept about six hours. And I'm very tired. I said that. He came over and cuddled with me and I watched Friends and was quickly laughing a lot and not crying at all and Kevin said, "See -- tv is magic." I agreed.

I'm going to try to work a little more now.

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