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Submitted to Contest #59
It has been four hours. My eyes well up as I register the time. Four hours on the floor. I think of how ridiculous I must look in my underwear and sweatshirt, hair still wrapped in a towel from my morning shower. I am lying on my living room carpet. I texted Mark an hour ago: "I can't get off the floor. I think I'm dying." "You aren't dying. You can get up. I promise." Of course, he's right. I'm not currently dying. Not anymore than anyone else. But of cours...
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