(136) Not Tonight
Classical Sass
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I want to make you waffles! I don’t even know how to make waffles. I don’t own a waffle iron. I don’t know where you live, and even if I did, they’d be cold by the time I got there. So I send you virtual waffles this morning with real virtual Maine maple syrup (not that Vermont kind — very important) to let you know I love you.

I can’t believe how much I have wanted to run away from Medium the past few days. Really. Me, too.

But, I love so many people I’ve gotten to know here. People who are revealing their souls in a slow striptease of words.

I hope you’ll stay. You are like a brightly shimmering pixie strewing your dust of words on our mundane days.

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