Everything written after 2am and tagged mother.
the car clock's been an hour fast since march. i do the subtraction at every red light instead of fixing it. tonight i figured out why i won't.
a receipt fell out of the cookbook with her handwriting on it, and i counted the calls i haven't returned.
Some things you only do when the house is empty and it's 2am. Her freezer, her handwriting, and the voicemail I've never finished.
a confession i'm only typing because the room is dark and i can delete it before morning.
My mom called twice today and I let it ring both times. There's a voicemail from Tuesday I still haven't played.