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37 candles.

I’ve made my wish.

I’m blowing them out.

Sorry about the spittle. I know you are thinking, “I’m not having that piece with the pink rose and capital G.”

I leave one candle burning.

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Ah, ha! Yeah, I have one boyfriend. Stop teasing. But he’s really my ex-boyfriend. I married him.

How nice. I get the first piece. Make it big! I’m entitled. Just one scoop of ice cream, though.

Okay, two.

I’m celebrating.

The bird brain

The robin’s nest is empty.

The three baby birds are gone, and so is the unhatched egg.

I’m amazed they lasted as long as they did, considering the ludicrous location of the nest.

They were utterly defenseless if their mother was away, searching for food. I suppose any nest of baby birds is equally vulnerable, but these robins never stood a chance.

Why did I allow myself to hope they would flourish and fly away? Probably because of the location. Probably because their lives weren’t logical to begin with. When odds are defied so magnificently, I can’t help but think I’m being set up to witness a miracle.

Not this time.

The skin I’m in

Remember when I wrote about my impending trip to the dermatologist?

I went, and I wrote about it.

But like yesterday’s offering, it isn’t here.

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