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The days are beginning to meld into each other and it’s only August, the beginning of my working year that will end next June. Such a long way off yet it’ll pass in a flash, I know it will, time is doing that, I’m getting older and it is speeding up. Thank god I’m sober or else there’s a good chance I’d miss it completely. That’s one of the unmistakable boons of not drinking. Yes, I’m here all the time, but also, I’m here. Experiencing it. Aware of its passing details, the thorns and hugs and crumble all of which happened yesterday when B came home from up north. It’s results day. This…
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