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Nothing felt particular about that morning. I woke up at 6am and quickly hopped into the shower. I'd never been a morning person and the hot water would soothe me, warm me up for the day. I'd dreaded early mornings ever since I was in kindergarten and spent the first half of my 20s as a chronic snoozer, always having to negotiate with myself to get out of bed in time, to not go back to sleep for the ever-elusive "five mo...
* We’re just too different. The bright green of the message box remained stuck like a fog on my eyes. Only when they dried out did I see the text underneath: “You can no longer message this user”. Surely I couldn’t love you in the hang-out-all-the-time way, and that made our connection different. I cared about you more than about anyone else, but I wouldn’t...
I’m tired. I woke up twice last night - that must be why. So the chit-chat of the dentist, which I normally find pleasant, is making me cranky. And I am already irritated enough for having to take two hours off work for an aching tooth. “It’s nothing concerning, John. You have a cavity, but since you come in regularly, it hasn’t gone deep. I have to give you an injection before we start, however.” An injec...
Update: Not a horror story! I didn’t realize the prompt was not in “General”. Could be worth skimming through tho ;) There are many evenings when I manage to romanticize my walk home from work. It doesn’t matter that more than half of my day is lost as long as my hippie floral boots look cute while I’m dragging them through piles of crunchy leaves in shades of copper and dark mahogany, I say to myself. Nor does it matter that one of my headphones is no longer working, creating an irritating imbalance between the...
“It’s mine” The yelling and the thumping stop and he turns around and fixates me with a stupefied look, only just realizing that I was in that room too. “It’s mine, I mean it,” I say again, not sure if it was him who needed more persuasion, or me. “I didn’t mean to cause any trouble”.His jaw clenches, as if he’s disappointed that it was me who brought the pot, and not his son. His left temple is twitching and the look in his eye sends shivers down my back. It evinces violence and for the first time, I feel lucky to be a...
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