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July 11, 2019
Hi, Ma. Your goingtowork sounds: Bathroom, shoes, kitchen, bedroom door, gate. Minutes after you leave and I still smell your perfume in the hallway. We only truly see each other on weekends. You call the house throughout the day to check on us. It used to annoy meŚnow I appreciate the consistency and affection that it entailed. Dinners without you have become normal, like your absence has eventually numbed us. When you're there it's a shock, as if we're starting over. My love for you is in these pockets of longing. I wish to find them again.