Reflections

October 7, 2018

The smell of sun-warmed pavement always brings me back to the sticky, sweet residue of a melting popsicle on my palms. It...

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October 7, 2018

I burned my toast this morning. It was a small, silly mistake, the kind that happens when you are staring out the...

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October 7, 2018

I woke up this morning expecting the usual rush. The alarm went off, the kettle started its low whistle, and I had...

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