The things we keep to ourselves… they haunt us. She sat on the hard floor, tracing the grooves. The music up slightly too loud for a calm evening, the tequila bottle now rolled across the floor towards the trash bin. This was day 3 of the same pre-sleep routine. Loud music, a bottle or two … Continue reading Spoken in shadows… PT1
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Part… 8
I spent the next two weeks working my butt off. I packed, I unpacked, I took on extra hours at work, I took a tutoring gig helping my neighbors preteens with their school work. Since COVID has schools shut down, kids seems a bit lost now, heck I'm lost now. Their daughter Samantha wants to … Continue reading Part… 8
Here’s where I stand… 7
Hey you... My phone buzzed its way across the desk and lite up my room. There he was. It's been at least a week since we last talked. I told him I needed to be alone. I needed time to think and to organize my thoughts, and him trying to help me, wasn't helpful at … Continue reading Here’s where I stand… 7
Thinking out loud 