Ben is catering to me. He wants me to rest. It's a funny balance... we both want the other one to rest.
But, what will it hurt him to cook me eggs? He makes brunch, coffee and serves me.
I'm in heaven. Having him home, seeing him up, returning to normalcy.
The eggs are the most perfect eggs I have ever had.
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