Ten.One Thousand, Six Hundred & Twenty-One
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The creak of the door. His clock says 12:30. The other one is not in their room. I hear the clinging of silverware against plates. He could be quieter.
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A little bit of coffee in the Santa mug before practice.
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No one wants to wake up.
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I pay for the donuts and the checker and I agree that it doesn’t feel like Christmas. Every day feels the same and these days leading up to the holiday are no different.
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We still have a long way to go.
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I tell him that I’m hungry and that might be why I’m angry…not angry. I’m annoyed. He says it’s the same thing.
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Rice snacks are back in stock.
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He’s wearing slim pants and a fitted black jacket with candy canes all over it and I have to admire his fashion sense.
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It’s still raining.
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Tomorrow.