Ten.Six Hundred & Six
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I can’t believe there are more than 600 of these.
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Nope. Still can’t breathe.
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I tell myself I will skip cleaning day today. But then I immediately change my mind. I think about the compulsion. I think about how good I feel afterward even though I always hesitate to begin. I think about why I place such a value on order. I remember that some brains are made/conditioned to be that way.
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Everything lately feels like a lesson in physics: an object at rest stays at rest.
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More Mucinex, another Dayquill, pot of ginger and lemon and honey simmering on the stove.
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I can’t get warm enough.
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Spain. Now I’m craving manchego and ham and Rioja, Pedro Ximenez, and that date cake from Niche.
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The smell of smoke and fire.
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Nothing is drying me out enough. Running and running and running.
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How is it already March?