January 15, 2015

“Once upon a time, something I thought I did not want was taken out of me. Because I did not want it, I did not lament the loss. I closed my eyes and counted, then it was over. There was barely any pain. There was a slight fever like standing outside during a hot day for too long. But that heat passed and I felt cool once more. What was taken out of me was placed into a jar and sealed.”

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