walked out of my broken marriage, throwing some clothes and my laptop into the car. I was too hurt, too tired, too devastated to pack up anything. I just wanted to get out of there. Now, waking up yet another Saturday morning on my air mattress, I looked around the empty apartment I’d rented
Message in a Stocking
Oct 27, 2023
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