Last week I wrote about Howard, my long-lost sock monkey friend. This is Hemingway, his cousin from Key West (land of Ernest Hemingway, natch), and Ruby, my rainbow-colored buddy brought home by Spencer last summer for my 25th birthday.
I’m 25 and still cuddle with sock monkeys, yes.
There’s your confession for the day. Do with it what you will.
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