A nice moment.

I got into bed and my cat climbed up on the pillow and put her paw on my shoulder.

A bit of gentle physical touch. A small line of warmth as the coolness of the evening begins.

It's been so long since I've touched anyone.

That's wonderful. I can feel that I exist, reflected in the contact. Thank you. I am David Foster. I matter for now!

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