Incessant heartbreak, incessant pain.

A woman reflects on her own life as she ponders a painting of an unharmonious engaged couple.

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perfect 09/3/18

How can the human brain- a worm-like mass in our heads- contain so much information? It corrals in sights, smells, sounds, it stores savory flavors. It recognizes my husband and children. David; Mallory, Reese, and Theo. It knows my favorite pregnancy craving: Pickled radishes. Yum. It knows how to beat up taxes’ butt. It knows … Continue reading perfect 09/3/18