 Our last day in Guadalajara, 2015. Where it felt like all of life was yet to come. The thing about middle age is you see what’s coming for you.
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 3:17pm:
He smells of stale PE, she vibrates with story, and the news is talking of war and gasoline. She slides into the car, telling me already that she has decided to be weird and Sol has decided to be a they and can I please turn off the news. In the mirror I see a fight brewing in him, so I ask-- How was your day? He sighs: another day of hurts, but also of Jackie Robinson and trampoline classes and grasshoppers, and of wondering what it means to have depression. |
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