The universe was bestowing a kindness as we drank silly over the games of pool because I won four somehow and I’m not that skilled. I felt ready to shed some serious tears watching her come around the corner like that after giving her dog away to an absolute stranger. But I didn’t. And it wasn’t such a far drive back to the apartment. Not even worth mentioning really, being such a small day, but even small days get their chance to shine in the journal. The journal can be so kind. I come closer to realizing the release a writer can feel the more time I spend there.
But yeah, I like pool.
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