‘I lay the there in the quiet darkness of the blanket fort, overwhelmed with homesickness - for him, for her, for the family we’d once been. They’d been divorced for years, yet I still felt this gaping hole of grief as life kept changing up on me, kept finding new ways to make me melancholy and wistful’. (pg. 349)
— Nov 14, 2025 11:50PM
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