When I spit my toothpaste in the sink, some splatters onto the faucet and, for a second, I think to just leave it. Someone else will clean up. I close my eyes and hear the sounds of my childhood like they’re right outside my window. Because they are. Except the sounds are coming from my ... » Learn More about This Adulting Stuff Is For the Birds.
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