A predictable Halloween costume.
The only way to describe motherhood.
“I’m a tired mother for Halloween this year.”
When did I become so predictable?
To think I almost posted a selfie with this as the caption — who was I?
I’ve been writing this piece for a week now. I started it as the sun was rising, 7 days ago. Now, that same sun is making its way behind the naked trees, casting an auburn glow on the crisp corpses of the …
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