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It's Over.

The blanket felt wet. Best not to ask a lot of questions. He moved to the edge of the bed onto a dry section. She smiled at his movement. 156 more words


A plain day, in-between things, no events to mark it, nothing assigned to it. When you walk outside and cannot tell if it is hot or cold or if you should leave town or stay. 25 more words


“There’s only one way out,” he waited for a reply, hoping he was wrong. No one replied.

“On three?” still thinking an alternative might present itself before the deadline. 156 more words

Birthday Eve

Tonight, on my last eve of being 26, I’m going to bed feeling pretty optimistic about life right now. Although it’s not perfect (but really… 85 more words