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Temper tantrum

I'm drinking good coffee and eating good foods and watching fires burn low and gazing at crisp, clear, sparkly night skies.

 

And you aren't!

 

I'm reading books. I'm watching films. I'm listening to new music. I'm learning new things. I'm meeting new people and growing, growing, growing.

 

And you're not!

 

I'm creating art works and planning and writing and going new places and exploring new things. I am walking up city side walks and down country roads and hiking up old trails and seeing ruins.

 

And you are not.

 

I wish you were here with me; doing these things.

 

**** you. You aren't.

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Written by
rachel-sterling
American
Published
Oct 21, 2015
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#coffee#growing#missing#without#temper#tantrum
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