I quit my job.
"I thought you were going to get out of bed to come down and have some dinner?!", he said.
"Dinner? It's that late already?", I chuckled.
"Well, it's almost noon. Well, no. It's 10 o'clock actually", he admitted.
“I'm writing for the first time in forever”, I said.
"Oh! Well, GOOD for you! Write on then, baby! Write on!". This is why I love him. Well, it's reason #4893202 out of infinity.
So here I am. Writing on. It’s nice to be back.