Ten.One Thousand, Three Hundred & Fifteen
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The creak of the door. It’s only 12:16 am.
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1:35 am.
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3:24 am.
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I decide that it doesn’t make any sense to keep lying here. And didn’t I tell him yesterday that I’d finally been able to get myself back to sleep?
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He reminds me not to work too much today since it’s my day off.
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She moves us through the chakras.
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I remember why I don’t like the mall.
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As we enter the upper part of the valley, they marvel at the beauty of the mustard and the wineries and the way the clouds make shadows on the hills and mountains. Yeah, we do live in a beautiful place.
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“Oh, it’s crispy up where we are,” she says. I laugh. She’s right. It is definitely crispy near us.
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I just need to get some sleep.
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We’re sitting here at the table talking and I am imagining what these conversations will be like in two years and five years. Not so tiny humans anymore.