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I come home tired, stressed, angry and worn, throw down my bag. kick off my shoes. Thinking to myself how I really can't deal with anything right now I wander into the bedroom. There lying in the bedroom... I was too tired last night, but lying there now is a story waiting just for me. I perk up, a smile lighting up my face. I spring over and scoop it up. Roll onto the bed with it. Ah, wonderful happiness.