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... that he had spent doing so ever since he got married and had kids.
It let him know one thing that he hadn’t exactly put in the time to think about before.
He was bad at meditation.
Quiet for him was like too much cheese in Bekka’s stomach. Didn’t agree with him.
His home was always loud and chaotic. The sound of laughter was like an ever rolling storm that hadn’t stopped for thousands of years.
He liked quiet sometimes, but he liked buzzing quiet.
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