General Writing

  1. I Confess . . . . .

    I Confess . . . . . I wasn’t even in the store yet and our eyes met. I had been off for a few days but in an instant everything poured to the forefront . . . . . . the thoughts, the memories, the impending and inevitable rush I was about to experience. We tried to hide our excitement . . . . . there was no denying it. I’m pretty sure people are watching. How can they not see us? We are at the point now where we don’t even try to hide it anymore. I try to believe that I...
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