Wallets I would have had if my bookshelf could’ve kept from toppling. Empty bottles full if they weren’t so full to begin with. Laying on the hardwood floor hurts a little bit, neither of us will admit. We even roll around a bit before confessing we’d rather be in bed. Shoes and rolled jeans; I like her dressed up as much as not. Don’t think it’ll last much longer honestly but at least it lasted this long. Even just that it lasts right now is more than I can really ask for. God, I’m thankful. I forget too often.