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Naps snatched in four minute bursts dotted with work crammed into twenty.
I love you.
The words ring in his mind over and over and over, each step that takes him a few feet closer (a few feet further) pounding each syllable deeper and deeper into the ground (into his soul). Harsh breaths that he can’t recognize as his own follow him, each swift exhale another incriminating word.
I don’t.
Collision
He rode his bike through a pile of leaves – and laughed. Read the rest of this entry »
Even after she awoke, the fear and terror of her dream lingered. Fear, terror, and a hint of sadness that she almost wanted to keep. But she was thankful that the curtains hadn’t been fully closed, and that weak drops of sunlight filtered in through the crack, dispelling the last vestiges of the dream. Read the rest of this entry »
Nick rolled over and pried open sleep-glued eyes – and there he stood, in the resplendent glory of his birthday suit and a pair of teddy bear socks.
