It's saturday morning. July 1st. Life is still going on. I have a pizza in the oven. My room is dirty. I haven't heard from Bryan in about a week. I talked to a girl named Andrea at work last night and she really opened my eyes about my life. She's 26, works at Kohl's, has 2 kids, and is in a marriage she can't stand and is trying to get out of.
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