this is for you #1

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... My memories are clouded. In this fog of thoughts, I don’t remember if my parents were happy when I first learned how to count. I should cut down caffeine, my doctor said, so I’d hear less of the voices that keep me up at night. 1, 2, 3,... Continue Reading →

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