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If only my heart was like a lint trap. I could just pull it out every once in a while and clean out all the junk I didn’t like or want to hang onto. I could prevent build up of … Continue reading
I pressed my face into the carpet. Tired of running up and down the stairs, and hopeful that the sump pump would miraculously start working. I was pretty sure the switch was broken. I wanted to call my father, but … Continue reading
“It’s 4:30.” “Is it really?” We all looked at each other and laughed. We were having so much fun we had forgotten to keep track of time.
“I’m going to fail at this game.” I looked at each picture of myself carefully as I voiced my lack of confidence.
She said “Sad that I depend on my phone to remember my work schedule.” I had to correct her.
“Hey. What’s the reason that girls didn’t get moved yesterday?”
“The attachment isn’t here…” That was odd indeed.
I had a panic attack. Again. I’m sure you’re probably sick of hearing that. Just as much as I’m sick of having them. This time the trigger was another letter from my health insurance company.