forty-five seconds of your day.
forty-five seconds.
even if it's not the most productive/enjoyable/pleasurable use of those forty-five seconds it's still just forty-five seconds.
also - D. accidently left his sweatshirt at my house the other day - and so I am wearing it now - and it makes me happy b/c when I am sad I like to thing about D. b/c it makes me happy.
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