The words "Awwww" and "Ewwwww" passed through my mind simultaneously.
I picked them up and held them, feeling a sense of lose at the idea of throwing them away. "She'll be lonely" I thought as I looked down at my toothbrush.
I shook it off with a start.
I replaced that thought with, "Maybe she'll enjoy the peace and quiet. The space."
Yeah, somewhere along the line I'd stopped really talking about the toothbrush.
And so I picked up all three toothbrushes and blew them each a kiss and dropped them into the trash.
"Goodbye JR."
"Goodbye David."
"Goodbye to that last little part of me that fears being alone."
P.S. The new toothbrush is yellow. "Florence." I caught her winking at the flosser.
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unrelated, you said you wanted one.
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Being alone is not something to be feared, nor dreaded. For me, time alone as time for introspection and time to do what I want, and not have to consider what anyone else wants or whether they're bored or entertained. A time to take off your social mask and truly be yourself.
On the other hand, it's nice to be with someone special from time to time.
*ehug*
Everything is alive in your world.
That's highly commendable.
I like how you look at things, Veaj. We find closure in a million and one ways for a million and one things.
I respect your courage in the face of... well? Your own fear. I like that you refuse to be afraid of anything.*
(blows kisses)
*MRIs don't count.
PS. Nice golden boobs. ;)
That was beautiful
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