Every day around lunch time this little sweetie wants to climb into my lap, curl up, and completely bliss out.
For at least the next thirty minutes it doesn't matter how much I shift and squirm, how many times I switch my crossed legs from right-over-left to left-over-right, how frantically I tap-tap-tap away at my keyboard- she is perfectly content. Stubbornly, resolutely at peace.
It seems a handy habit to cultivate, her insistent restfulness.
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