Ten.One Thousand, Three Hundred & Eighty-Three
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Use up what you have.
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The burr of the juicer.
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Burned the first batch of bacon. Let’s try it again.
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Parking lot hug and a quick chat through the window.
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Sweating in the sun. Quiet at back. It always feels weird here, even though it’s so beautiful. It has no soul. That’s what it is. No soul.
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Better energy here.
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Shouldn’t have had that regular coffee.
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He wants to know when we’re moving. Says he wants to be able to walk to school. I don’t blame him. We’re trying to figure it out.
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The same conversation over and over again.
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Too tired and too crampy.