Ten.One Thousand, Six Hundred & Nineteen
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4:00am.
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This is what I get for reading emails this early in the morning.
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Weak coffee. I knew there weren’t enough beans in the grinder.
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I stare at the glow of the neighbor’s lights.
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Today, today, today.
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The ball slips from her hands and I duck down in time before it knocks off my head.
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Lots of laughter and that’s a good thing. Always.
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I tell him that I just want to get this day over with.
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The best thing about the holiday is that there is less traffic on the bridge.
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“Is that too real of an answer for you?” “Yeah.” “Are you going to have nightmares?” “Well, I’m the one who asked.” I laugh.