Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Twenty-Four
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One day, I’ll figure out what that noise is.
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Need to reschedule that. And that. And that.
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Behind on this. That’s okay. I trust that I’ll get it done.
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He’s rewriting his list of dinosaurs. At the top: real ones he knows by name. At the bottom: fake ones from the movies.
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One more week.
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This version isn’t any better only because I know the shift is temporary.
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Am I supposed to be excited? I don’t fake emotions very well.
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In one hand are the things I want. In the other hand are the things I am no longer willing to put up with. Weighing what’s worth what.
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Pre-dinner glass and hammock swing. The quiet of the trees. “No one can steal my peace,” I say to myself. This belongs to me.
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The messages are all the same: take your time and trust yourself.