I’m not sure what changed; I became aware of it all almost suddenly: unpaid bills, perpetual arguments, corners of the house buried in clutter, unfinished grief. Not that I hadn’t had my hands on it all every day for the last twenty years…
Now there was a new sensation as I cleared the rubble:
daylight.
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FFF-55 Vol. LVIII. Tell a story in exactly fifty-five words. Go see G-Man.
You've been buried in rubble?
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Welcome back to the Friday Funfest Linc
You are always welcome and always missed when you don't play.
Loved your enlightened 55
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
That's quite the heavy load.
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I'm glad you are still able to reach for it.
ReplyDeleteAh, break through. Loved your 55.
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