I drug my knife along the kitchen counter where we made dinner once, down the hallway where we used to wrestle with the dog, through the doorway where she leaned against when she was sick, and into the room where too much has happened to recollect. I felt it shake in my hands and I knew thatI just couldn't do this but a bigger, more primal part of
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*Mindy*
"I like songs about drifters - books about the same
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane"
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After all Mindy, we'll all float on okay...
even if things get heavy. :)
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<3
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shannon
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I see positive comments from peers and people whose writings I look up to and you don't know the feeling to read those so thank you for making me feel important.
Peace and love everyone - it's all we got.
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