It’s Time to Leave Her Behind.

She was my constant companion for years. I walked with her, slumbered with her, took meals with her. She followed me to work, snuck into social gatherings uninvited, crept up to lay on my chest like an unwanted, heavy cat in the night. Upon waking, I would uncurl from the fetal position (an attempt toContinue reading “It’s Time to Leave Her Behind.”

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