I slept in,
I made breakfast for Willoughby and I,
I took my time,
I did something for me.
I wore my socks for an extra long time,
I relaxed in my house,
I made it more my own,
We bought a Christmas tree,
and cinnamon candles.
We made baked Ziti,
We watched crazy, stupid, love.
Yesterday felt like home.
When someone tells you everything will be alright,
believe them.
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