Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me…

Last night I finally got the kind of hug I needed. It didn’t last as long as I wanted it to, but it was still lovely.

(I swear this is not a metaphor for sex. If I ever get laid again, y’all will hear about it. No, literally — it’s been so long that you’ll probably be able to hear me when it happens.)

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