Ten.Five Hundred & Thirty-Five
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Seven days and nothing done yet.
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How many? One, two, three. They’re all awake. Now I can grind the beans.
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Feeling the pinch.
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I keep looking into the dining room. I’ll get back to you soon, I promise. It’s just….it’s just that it’s Christmas time and I have to get all of these other things done first.
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The sun. So much sun.
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Gay 90’s pizza.
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I think we both cry a little bit every day. Tears of gratitude and joy.
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German engineering.
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My wings are on fire.
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She keeps asking me questions. I realize it’s because I skipped something that everyone else usually does first before they go to work. I don’t want to say too much. Not that it really matters in the end. But right now, I just want to live in stealth mode for a little while longer.