Tuesday

Another Tuesday since Seraphim died.

Sometimes I feel like things are getting better, sometimes I feel like things are getting worse.

I always know it’s Tuesday though, even when I forget.  I can just feel it hanging there, like all the extra pounds my body insists on holding onto along with grief.

I want to be free of it all, but it still clings on.

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