last night Mr. Kaos and I were having one of our late night talks…
It encompassed many things: our lives, macabre humor and of course politics, as it is the season.
Alas it was growing late and I told Mr. Kaos I needed to get some sleep. A long day of caring for a child with a bad cold and fever had warn me out…
CK: Goodnight sweetheart
MK: Yeah but don’t you think that…
CK: No, it’s too late to think. I need to go to sleep. You need to go to sleep too baby.
CK: Yeah babe?
MK: You’re my Nancy Reagan.
CK: I love you too.