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9:14pm, Nov 18th, 2014. Wait, what?

Where do I start?  This story is supposed to just be about me but, here he’s hijacked my time again.  It’s seventeen days after his 49th birthday he is dying in the hospital.   600 more words

Autobiography

Oh sleepy Sunday

It is cold and windy out. Grey. It is as if the sun has barely been out and surely it has been unable to break through the cloud cover of this late autumn storm. 165 more words

Daily Life