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21 days

They say it takes 21 days to make a habit One, I found myself retracing the paths of how we used to go home on new streets and different sidewalks- left, cross, go right, forward, then left. Two, I went to the mall to buy fleece blankets. Three, the jeepney ride took six times longer than usual. Four, the x-ray results show scoliosis, not fatal. Five, my ukulele lost its cold sound. Six, my dictionary shows two meanings for the word town. Seven, I sang my readings to the tune of Earth, Wind and Fire's September. Eight, "I fall for always and forever." Nine, we had plans for breakfast. Ten, we lost ourselves in the cast. Eleven, I lost it when you said goodbye too quickly. Twelve, there is a difference between truth and honesty. Thirteen, you always started conversations Fourteen, when did we start regretting decisions? Fifteen, was it when you've forgotten my voice? Sixteen, I tried to keep the little boy away from the noise. Seventeen, I told him a story about Mars that night. Eighteen, you said if you could kill the moon, you just might. Nineteen, I held the hand of the little boy for a long time. Twenty, I ended my goodbye with his favorite rhyme. Twenty-one, my first watch was never a time travel device. But they say it takes 21 days to break a habit So on day one, I will wipe the mascara off the lashes of my eyes...
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idiosyncrasy
Published
Nov 13, 2018
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Ito na.

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