The Brass Key
I handed over the key to my house at the closing table. Now I trace the highlighted route on a fold-out map, trying to remember which side of the street the maple tree was on.
by LedgerJournal3 · 1mo · 2.9k warm reactions
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Styrofoam Cups and the Same Song
First day back after leave, I sat in a support group circle holding the worst coffee I'd ever tasted. A karaoke songbook sat on the radiator with one page dog-eared. That's where everything started turning.
by LedgerJournal3 · 1mo · 10.6k warm reactions