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Woman takes medication. Cut to eight weeks later. She's in fuzzy socks under an offensively soft blanket. Dog asleep against her leg. Rain hitting the windows. Phone on Do Not Disturb. A bowl of popcorn approximately the size of a Buick sits within reach. There is a novel open

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Stabatha

@stabatha.com

13 Sept

on her chest because she fell asleep halfway through chap 4 Doorbell rings. She freezes. Looks toward the door. Waits. Doorbell rings again. She slowly lowers herself beneath the blanket. NARRATOR: Ask your doctor if Fuckoffimbusyamab is right for you. See, THAT'S getting back to the things I love.