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I went to my first home today, it’s too far to walk and my mother would never take me,  she said it made her cry.  I think I wanted to cry about something like that.

Photo by Grigoriy on Pexels When the birds in the trees sang in the morning I decided to leave, I listened. Their singing, I’ve heard,...

As I shut my door, I gleefully banish any possibility of social interaction for the evening. It has been a long day of polite smiles and...