I have a story to finish. I began telling it last week. I’m anxious to get back to it. That work will be emotionally draining and will leave me wrung out. Today I was wrung out from the start.
It has been a dizzying week. I spent all but a day of it living out of a hotel in the city. My girlfriend (the person I’ve now written about a few times dating bac…
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