RIP All My Feels...
Hi, everyone! Sorry, this isn't a chapter. I won't likely be posting one until late next week. My family is taking an emergency trip to visit my aunt tomorrow for a few days. The doctors don't think she'll make it to Christmas. You know it's bad when they start talking to my uncle about DNRs and powers of attorney.
This song says it all: A Different Kind of Christmas by Mark Schultz. Just heard it on the radio like 10 minutes ago. I'll be online posting a few poems for an hour or 2, but then I have to go pack. Merry Christmas. *says wearily, but not sarcastically*
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