Wake up...

Repair dudes coming by the apt this morning, one of those btw 7am-noon deals, so up early for the mess that I am and back down for a nap by noon. Band practice @1:30pm. Feel a hand on my shoulder shaking me awake. Immediately rousted, seemingly alone, but learning to know better. Summer didn't want me to be late. Thanks, baby. Thank you sweetheart. I feel you. I miss you. And I love you forever.