LAST NIGHT OF SLEEP
5/17/01 1:40pm EST
Last night, around 4am, I said “Mom, fuck it. We might as well just stay up now. Let’s have breakfast.” She burst out into a sleepless cackle.
This morning waiting for the first bus, I was going though the contents of each bag in my mind. Worries. Why am I so worried? I said, “Mom, let’s just go home.” She was shocked for a moment at my frown and she smiled saying, “You are going home.”
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