Mister’s been away for a few days. He arrives home today.
I don’t always sleep well when he’s gone. I’m not a fraidy-cat or anything. It’s just weird when he’s away. That guy has become quite a habit, yo.
And now he’s due home. Can’t hardly wait to see him. Can’t hardly wait to hear his voice in person. Can’t hardly wait to fall asleep, listening to his steady breathing. Can’t hardly wait…