(but it seemed the way men and women did and we had not made the world.)
My throat feels bee-stung. I’m starting to feel again like I should leave this place.
I also feel as if I could cry but I think instead I will make a list, read for a while, sleep if I can (I can’t), then go to work and do simple calm things.
Don’t take everything so personally, Emily.
Okay, okay.
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