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Wednesday, May 24th, eveningI didn’t realize how many different flavors of pitty existed, that is, until I existed. But I suppose on that note, I didn’t know anything existed until well after I existed. I didn’t know about the lilacs that bloom in mid May, or the way the clouds cascade in front of the sun on lazy afternoons, but if I listed all the things I didn’t know before I knew them, this journal entry would take me hours to start. There’s the blatant type of pitty: the condescending glance followed by a high-pitched, sympathetic pleasa...
Submitted to Contest #126
I shuffled through crowded tables at half past six, searching intently for a red haired woman who might possibly fit the picture on my phone. I’m color blind and my depth perception is nearly nonexistent, so I didn’t trust my ability to match the picture with any remote accuracy, but my pride and nerves kept me from texting her to request her whereabouts even though that would be a completely acceptable move on a first date. I imagined my fresh start as bold and romantic: striding confidently into the restaurant with eyes for only her, walki...
Submitted to Contest #123
The problem with Thursdays isn’t that Friday can’t come soon enough. Sitting in my apartment watching my flat mate vape and play Friends reruns isn’t a riveting weekend activity. The problem is that only Greg and I are at work. The halls are nearly empty and the odor of Wednesday’s stale coffee sits idly in the pot by my door. Greg strides in twenty minutes late as he usually does, a bluetooth piece in his ear and axe body spray wreaking from his beer stained suit, walking in with purpose as if none of us notice last night’s hangover followi...
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