Please take stock of your life. Get your priorities in order. You aren't a spring chicken anymore. I have never seen you look so exhausted as I did the other night. I could see it in your eyes. Please take care of yourself. Get some rest. She'll still be there when you wake up...if not, then it just wasn't meant to be.
I love you to pieces. I've seen what happens, first hand-experienced what happens, when you let someone else take over your world and you don't let your body rest and refresh. It's not pretty.
...but it was the kick in the ass that I needed... perhaps you do, too.
Take care of yourself, sir.
Looove,
Kimmie.
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