Deep breath. Scott and I decided to separate. Thanks to a spectacularly well-timed housesitting arrangement, we spent some time apart. We reconciled. I formed a kidney stone the size of Tulsa. I used my pain-scale NINE for the very first time and passed out in triage. Morphine. More Morphine. Dilaudid. I watched my very own [...]
Deplorable solipsism? The new face of literature? Or merely a clever procrastination device...
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