Sunday

November 20


I find myself staring at the ceiling trying to form all the little dots into things they aren't. I see an 8 and a 5 and a dinosaur; the ones with the really long necks. I squint my eyes to make my vision all blurry because I think it might help me distinguish different things. I don't like what it looks like without this lack of acuity because without it, it looks like nothing.

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