Lack Of Calm
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It amazes me how infuriated I am.It's almost 7:00... it's been what, easily two hours since it happened? And I am still angry. I want him to write. I want him to write to please me, write to appease me. I don't WANT to be angry. I hate being angry. And right now I'm furious. Dammit... and here I had been bragging about him. About how proud I was. That I was proud to own him, that he was doing so well, that he made, at most, little mistakes. That he was intelligent. Clever. That he cared. That he MATTERED. Dammit. I really am not calm right now.
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