It's rushing back, the feeling I mean. The feeling of presence. I never realize how far away I am until my head is back in it's right place. My calf is throbbing, my breath hitching, blood pouring into my thighs. It's good I cut my fingernails this morning. So itchy. My legs burn and I feel it. The urge to scratch the skin on my body. The pounding in my ears is my cadence on mornings like this. So I am back. I don't think you realize what it means to be back. I can explain if you want. My legs are red but my mouth hurts. Wow a smile, I need to brush my teeth then. A pain in my stomach is rare but present. The present. 4:48. Twelve minutes until Zip opens. It will be good to see him again. Hunger comes with presence. Maybe he missed me.
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Maybe I'll Explain
Short StoryAfter three months of what Sadie refers to as mental absence, she becomes aware of her thoughts, emotions, and the effects of her absence on a curious boy who never asked enough questions. Maybe you will understand what happened. Maybe Sadie will st...
