I said, “Hey, Bob. It’s time for back-to-school shopping and we still don’t have kids.”
Bob replied, “Okay, good. Let’s keep it that way.”
“Okay.”
I said, “Hey, Bob. It’s time for back-to-school shopping and we still don’t have kids.”
Bob replied, “Okay, good. Let’s keep it that way.”
“Okay.”
When my depression is bad, I feel ready.
Joy doesn’t feel welcoming. Listening to our pain would be.
It’s a new Cold War, but this time it’s just us.
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