The next day’s clothes were laid out on the couch. Vitamins were chewed, last glasses of water drunk, teeth brushed.
From a foamy minty mouth…
“I’m nervous.”
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The next day’s clothes were laid out on the couch. Vitamins were chewed, last glasses of water drunk, teeth brushed.
From a foamy minty mouth…
“I’m nervous.”
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I’ve disconnected for the last few days from phones and computers. I’ve learned the hard way what it feels like to near empty and what happens when I ignore the gauge, go on running on fumes and self-determination. I know how important it is, before reaching empty, to be with… Read More