It was one of those moments where I couldn't be sure if this was a June storm or the coming apocalypse as I hung up the phone. My eyes trained on the edges of the window where the blinds block out the least light as I watched the sky fall dark. Night dark. Sun gone … Continue reading weathered
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even here…
There's an internal monologue which plays through my head in the mornings as I go about my tasks. Stick to my schedule. As I wake K from slumber, get her ready for school not so much by doing for her as I used to, but by carefully not doing for her. By hanging at the … Continue reading even here…
wishing for rain…
My mornings start relatively early. With the blare of my alarm. A cloud of confused thought as I fall out of a dream. The stretching of muscles and the cool soft fabric of my sheets on my toes as I reach with them for a part of the bed my skin hasn't warmed. Oh and … Continue reading wishing for rain…
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