Remember the bad things
To dull the sharp edge of grief
“Love dries up, I thought as I walked back to the bathroom, even faster than sperm.”
—Charles Bukowski
I did not get pizza for dinner the other night.
I got tacos.
Then, as we’re eating, one of the kids casually says, “Hey Mom have you met Dad’s girlfriend?”
I didn’t think anything could put me off a taco but turns out you can always discover your limits.
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