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Take a Sip

It's late and I am sitting here alone. Taking a sip of my whiskey. It's quiet now.

I'm listening to music and letting it relax me before going to sleep. It can be so cleansing to hear the gently soothing sound of lounge music from the 1950s.

Especially when you're coming down from a long chat with a friend. We needed to clear up some things. Our relationship gets better each day.

Now we both know where we stand.

I think so.

I'm sure we're clear now.

What were her last words? "We're fine?" Or just "Fine?"

Okay, down the hatch.

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