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My Eyebrows Betray Me
Freewriting Memories – Trigger Warning 1975 – 1980 Being daddy’s girl. Spiders the size of an adult hand. A fight with my best friend Sammy over a potato chip bag. …
INFJ Thoughts in the Middle of Crisis
I’ve sat on this little story for a while because, well, I’m an INFJ with high empathy and harmony strengths with a very active “what if?” imagination who is loathe …
This is the story of a door
“If it doesn’t open, it’s not your door.” Several weeks ago, on a late shift working, I closed an always-locked door, and when I returned, said door would not open. …
And we’re breathing
Deep breath in. Don’t forget to let it out. Repeat. Repeat. Keep breathing. I feel the warmth of my toes inside my boots, and the slight discomfort of the seam …