Sometime, late last night/early this morning, while I was sleeping, it leapt off my wall and crashed to the floor, right where Lu usually sleeps. The glass broke. The frame bent. Smang came running down the hall. "Is everyone ok?" I rolled over, looked at its little swath of destruction of the other side of the bed, rolled back over and closed my eyes again. "mmmphfinemmm" was my response.
Lu slept on the bed. I don't even like dogs, but I'm not letting my bitch sleep on broken glass. I cleaned it up this morning. Now I have to decide whether to get the frame and glass fixed or find some new art.
Am I ready to let go?
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