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I sit in my comfy chair. All curled up. The day is dreary. But my blanket is warm, my eyes are heavy. I close them and l think of you. The golden hair, the tan hats, the loose black layers, tight black jeans, cool boots. Blue eyes as vast and pure as tropical seas. I imagine you curled up next to me. My fingers entwined in your beautiful hair, stroking your cheek, feeling your arms around me. Keeping me protected, comforted. My head against your chest hearing your heartbeat. Your mellow voice speaking pleasantries, soothing, endearing. Reassured, content. I dream.