Around 4:00 AM, I woke up on the floor of Lynette's room, curled up in two small blankets with my head about two feet away from a Trader Joe's paper bag. The evening started out pretty tame -- eating taquitos and lumpia -- but someone suggested a game of Quarters and Atticus mixed up margaritas. Well, shit. Our little get together ended early and
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Journaling more has helped me sort out my head a bit, so I can vouch for it.
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