Writing of the outside world. See Jane Write: The Reporter’s Re-entry: Reclaiming the ‘I’ in a World of Third-Person Narratives, by Mary Chiney.
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Moral of the post. You never know what another person might be going through. The most harmless phrase might land badly.
At one point, I was having an epically unpleasant day.
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Downers ahead.
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We took our dog to the vet. For the last time. [Once Again]
I found out that my injured foot was in fact broken. [Foot Fashion]
Clearly, treats were in order.
On the way home, we stopped at my favorite bakery. [Hello Sir]
I loaded up on cookies and went to the register.
The cashier asked brightly, “How’s your day been?”
I stood there, thinking, ‘You really don’t want me to answer that question.’
My pause went on long enough to become an answer in itself. I finally said, “That’s why we’re getting cookies.”
Be kind. Because you never know.
Onwards!
Katherine
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