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"I woke up this morning, and I missed Peter. Maybe it was because it was raining, and just after sunrise. I was lying there in the bed, listening to the sound of the rain, snuggled into the comforter and I glanced over at the empty side of the bed and it just hit me. I wanted nothing more than to roll into his arms and burrow into his toasty body and feel like somebody loved me. I suppose it&amp;#039;s inevitable that these moments will still come up, occasionally. And I suppose that I should be grateful that it&amp;#039;s occasional now, when I used to stare at that empty spot in the bed every morning when I opened my eyes and I&amp;#039;d think, &amp;quot;Oh my God, he&amp;#039;s gone.&amp;quot; Don&amp;#039;t worry, I&amp;#039;m not going to throw myself in his arms when he picks up the kids tonight or drunk dial him after several glasses of wine. I don&amp;#039;t want him back. Not unless he&amp;#039;ll snuggle me all night and then leave in the morning so I don&amp;#039;t actually have to live with him during my waking hours. That&amp;#039;s not terribly likely or even remotely a good idea, so I suppose the truth of it is that I&amp;#039;m lonely. I&amp;#039;m just plain lonely. I&amp;#039;m kid-free tonight, so I imagine a cry-fest is coming my way. I have one of those every so often. I just need a good movie to set me off. Any recommendations? I&amp;#039;m long overdue for a pity party, I guess. And then maybe I&amp;#039;ll wake up in the morning, stare at the other side of the bed and think, &amp;quot;Wow. I&amp;#039;ve got this whole bed to stretch out in.&amp;quot; Here&amp;#039;s hoping. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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