![]() It was humid in my house and the smell of cool Georgia rain filled the whole place, not that it took much. I held two freezing ice cubes to my face and moved around my kitchen while they dripped down my cheeks, melting quickly. I barely had time to put makeup on the swollen pockets under my eyes. It’s unusually cold for September and I’m pretty sure it’s some kind of punishment from the universe for agreeing to meet up with him, today of all days. The wind whips around the coffee shop each time the old wooden door creaks open. ![]() I hope you find comfort, solace, or distraction from any pain or loneliness you may be carrying-and at a minimum, I hope your heart feels a little lighter as you read these words. ![]()
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