A busy day round there. Meetings, projects and conferences. Surrounded by busy minds throughout the time.
Another boring day passed away. Fooding, sleeping and hanging out around the big house all alone.

At night the two souls met in their bed, their only sanctum sanctorum, one tired with drooping eyes, the other tedious with sleepless eyes.
                       “Love did play it’s part, 

When the latter’s boredom stories became the former’s goodnight tales.”
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