Nibbles

I can’t believe how incrediably lonely I am. I barely keep my voice from wabbling when I asked my mom to come down to Huntersville for the meeting with me tonight, and have dinner with me afterwards. I just want someone to sit next to me.

She can’t come, and I’ll be sitting alone.

She asked if I’d be alright, I said I’d survived. I’m always surviving.

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