Back to Black

I was on an illustrious high, last week. I had met with Ms. Duffy, whose very job it is to edify and protect dreams, and I truly felt like I could accomplish any and all 1,000 of my goals in life. However, I just got done reading an article in the Huffington Post that a …

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Blue lips. Blue veins. Blue.

Wednesdays have an usual aura around them. A blue one, I would say. I feel safe inside of a Wednesday. I’m not overly anxious about the impending weekend—not exhausted at the thought of how far away it is, either. I have time, yet, to get done what I need done, but there is still a …