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I Was Going to Get My Life Together Today
And other lies I tell myself before 9 am. Every night, somewhere around 10 p.m., I become deeply optimistic about the woman I will be tomorrow. Tomorrow Tina is fucking incredible. She wakes up early, she drinks water before coffee, she takes her vitamins without finding them still sitting beside the coffee maker six hours…
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The Life I Thought I’d Have
Somewhere between what was, what is and what comes next There is a particular kind of grief that comes from mourning a life that never actually happened. Not a person. Not a place. Not even a single moment you can point to and say, there, that’s where I lost it. It’s the life you were…