The Tea Went Cold Twice
April twentieth. Easter. I had a plan for this morning, which is always where the trouble starts. The plan was: a real breakfast. Not the usual coffee-and-whatever, but an actual…
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April twentieth. Easter. I had a plan for this morning, which is always where the trouble starts. The plan was: a real breakfast. Not the usual coffee-and-whatever, but an actual…
Read entryJanuary seventh. Simone arrived with a mason jar. I want to be clear that we had a plan. The outdoor bouldering morning was on the calendar, the specific Saturday Simone named alo…
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