Seventy-four: Anticipation

I’m waiting.
Yes, I know,
I am always
waiting.
But this time it’s
different.
I am not waiting
alone
single
in a
double
bed.
I’m waiting
for a
potential
double
to
zillionfy
my single
everything.

I’m waiting.
It’s the same verb
but
it
feels
so
different.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

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