The calendar days march stolidly by. They remain indifferent to my pain. They are only doing their job, after all. Time must go on. They sniff at my tears with a smug look that says their family is intact, thank you very much. When I cry out, in protest, one of them, tired of my bellyaching says, "You're just gonna have to learn to live with it, I guess."
I may or may not have just ripped June and July to bits.
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