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The Regret When You Get Up Too Early

The Regret When You Get Up Too Early

I woke up at 5 a.m. to take my antibiotic. Stumbled into the bathroom, stumbled back out, crawled into bed…and couldn’t get back to sleep. I tried–I’m having surgery in a few days and it’d be smart to be well-rested

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Am I Blue?

I dunno. Conflicted? Hell yeah. Dunno what to do. Recently I gave up on a very old friendship because over the years it had grown toxic. My friend criticized everything I did, mocked my efforts to get our friendship on

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What It’s Like

Good to know someone understands… Writing a book is a adventure. To begin with it is a toy and amusement. Then it becomes a mistress, then it becomes a master, then it becomes a tyrant. The last phase is that

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The End of the Weekend

sigh.  I need a vacation.  An actual vacation, where I don’t have to interrupt whatever I’m doing every ten minutes to yell at the kid, save the dog, protect the downstairs neighbor’s ceiling from water damage, ignore the phone, answer

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Do I Have to Care?

‘Cause I don’t wanna.  I’m tired and I’m grumpy and I’ve nothing much to show for my day.  Sure, we did some housework.  But it’s all messed up again already. I posted another damn good chapter, but I don’t care

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