I'm in a moment.
Baby sleeping. Head on my shoulder. Breathing even and deep.
I'm in a moment.
I can do this.
This is easy.
Peaceful.
Sweet.
I'm in a moment.
The carpet is unvacuumed. The floors are unmopped. Dust bunnies are marking their territory.
But I'm in a moment.
Pure joy rests on my shoulder right now.
A sleepy arm just flopped to the side.
Nothing else
Matters.
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