  I told Matt last night how I felt about him being in my bed .  .  .  I am going to quit writing about Fred because it seems like somebody upstairs ( i. e.  God)  doesn't want me to post it.  I have tried four times now,  two that I have written about.
 I made him stay in the bed today and I said,  " how can you not love this?  And he smiled at me,  like he always does,  and he told me that he did .
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he does .
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it's just hard .
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 and it was a beautiful moment.  You tell me summer's here and the time is wrong You tell me winter's here And your days are getting long Tears are in your eyes Tonight You tell me that you haven't slept in days You tell me sleeping only makes your tired anyway Tears are in your eyes Tonight Tears are in your eyes Every night Although you don't beleive me,  you are strong Darkness always turns into the dawn And you won't even remember this for long When it ends alright Please tell me how you know tomorrow staring at your shoes Tears are in your eyes Every night Tears are in your eyes Every night Tears are in your eyes Tonight Yo La Tengo -
 Tears Are In Your Eyes That just seemed like a good place for that.  I'm going to write to Mattie about the rest of my day,  I know people who read this that probably don't want to know about it so I'll have her post it on her site and you can go read it if you so choose.
