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My Cup Runneth Over

June 29, 2015

On my 46th birthday my former lover flew into Dallas and drove all night to surprise me. A Parisian was the first to tell me happy birthday, midnight, Paris-time. I had a party at my favorite place with the entire bar filled with people there just for me. A man sat with me on the sidewalk outside of the Blue Moon and told me….basically everything every woman wants to hear from a man. My little brother decorated my apartment with streamers and balloons and roses and told me how much my friendship had always meant to him. My once estranged sister sent me a gift basket with wine and food where I work. And Mr. Moon called me and said he missed me. And that he might come back.

What the fuck is going on?


………….to be continued.





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