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Thinking...

  • the thinker

    mumbled "Racing "

    5 years agoReply
    Eyes shut then open, shut then open. They slowly focus on their surroundings and the head they belong to moves quickly to see where it is, but there's no telling where the broken down place is. It's shabby, unkept and as cold as the touch of ice. She tries to stand, but it doesn't work so looks down at her hands and is suddenly scared because they are tied...
  • the thinker

    mumbled "last goodbyes"

    5 years agoReply
    Wake up. Brush teeth. Shower. Dress for job interview. Wake Mollie (my daughter). Dress her for her first day at school. Eat and give Mollie breakfast. Drop Mollie at her new school. Go to job interview. I know...right? Who's this wacko talking about each step involved in her day ? Well...that's me; your average single mother who is trying to get a grip over her husband's funeral and doesn't have a job. Huh...great. Red light.
  • the thinker

    mumbled "shining sun"

    5 years agoReply
    The sun is shining and I'm sitting indoors admiring the heat rays of the sun leaving nothing out of its sight but me. I sit in the shadows it provides me with plenty time to spare.
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