Ten.One Thousand, Eight Hundred & Twenty-Three
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Early, but not as early.
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Feet on cold tile.
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Exactly what I was afraid of.
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I give in an ask her for a chai latte. My first little bit of caffeine in a month.
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It is so quiet in here you can hear a pin drop. I wonder if it’s because of who is in the room. It is not exactly a safe space.
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Some progress.
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At least we have a plan now.
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The sun is beating down on my face but that isn’t the only thing making me sweat.
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I tell her that I need a chocolate.
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I head straight into the shower. Think through all that transpired. Wonder if I am the cause of my own discomfort. Did I bring it upon myself? Am I trying too hard? Should I just sit in my corner and be quiet?