I sit.
I sit here.
I sit here at my computer clicking the refresh icon over and over.
I can’t help it.
I feel like I’m sitting on pins and needles.
The other night I had a dream that was a bit odd. An old friend and I were in a jail cell. We were waiting for something; I’m not sure what. Before my conscious brain could catch up to the abnormal
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Well written, though heart-breaking.
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