
The television is on mute, I can’t switch it off because I need the illusion of company. Everyone turned in early tonight. I am restless. In four days I’ve barely left the house, I almost miss my low-paying dead-end job. At least it gives me some sense of purpose. Today was particularly hard, with the […]
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