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Tag: waiting

Day 53: Waiting

Day 53: Waiting

I am waiting for Tom to get home. He’s 20 minutes later than he should be, so I assume he is dead. This is how my mind works. A survival technique: Expect the worst, and you will be pleased when it doesn’t happen. If it does happen, you’ll be ready. You might call this worrying, … read more Day 53: Waiting

Posted on August 28, 2015May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories BeautyTags 1974, death, time, Tom, waiting
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