Ten.Six Hundred & Eighty-Six
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Why am I so tired?
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Cinnamon loaf and fruit and coffee. He’s upset because I won’t let him have both cereal and the cinnamon loaf. One carb. Fruit, water, and protien if you’re still hungry dude. He is not one for balance.
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More coffee. The time to go has come too soon.
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Cold.
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The sun breaks free for a moment. When you’re under it, it feels so warm. But I know the rain is coming back.
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Is this for real? Is she emailing me? This is a divine sign. If she thinks I could do it, then maybe I can. Keep speaking it out loud. Things will begin to happen.
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He tells me I’m beautiful. Old dudes full of wine. He’s nice though and from Chicago. He knows Naperville and North Central College.
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I think of the panels at the Forum. Also, he quit. I can’t believe that.
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But really, I can’t believe she emailed me.
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I tell her that I am having fun here. That I’m happy. That I’m tired. But the good kind of tired.