maxresdefault Day of Birth 04:45 She had taken the day off work but forgot to turn off her usual alarm. All hopes of a lie-in were demolished. She was not ready to turn 29. “Let’s call the whole thing off.” 05:22 She wondered if the ravens knew that their continuous cawing is the most consistent, reliable thing in her life. 05:23 A murder of crows. An ostentation of peacocks. A parliament of owls. She had no collective. She just was. 06:42 She buried her phone under her mattress so she didn’t have to face life just yet. She began to read The Glass Bead Game for the fourth time. And for the fourth time she didn’t make it past page 28. Having said that, she hadn’t expected to make it past year 28, but she’s only bloody gone and done it. 10:08 She never opens it in front of her, but she receives a card from her mother every year. If she shakes it hard enough, the hollow words fall out of the envelope like dirty feathers so that by the time she’s gathered the strength to read i
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