The morning had begun fine, just like any other. I had rolled out of bed and walked to the bathroom to brush my teeth, while thinking about the day to come. Thinking about what work shifts I had today, who I might see, and excited about what I might eat. So quickly though, those mundane…
Tag: Breath
Breaking Out
It’s prom night, spring of 2002. I shave my legs for the third time ever and wear a decent black dress I found that’s not too frilly. Doable. Hair’s out of the ponytail and down on my neck. We had a soccer game this afternoon, so all my teammates are getting ready together. Someone puts…
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