Wednesday, June 14, 2017


"Are you fighting on the internet?" Katie says, walking into our bedroom. I'm perched on the bed, furiously typing away. 

I don't answer and keep tapping on the keyboard until I'm finished with what I hope is a scathing retort, then I shut my laptop. 

"I'm done," I say. 
One year ago: Since You Asked
Two years ago: Why Yes. Yes I Would
Three years ago: Delayed

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