Once upon an alternate universe, there exists a system designed to leave your emotions behind. Now I get it why they call it the "baggage counter". I wish I can pay for someone to babysit my emotions for me, just for a day or two. I'll come back by Monday. I just don't want to get hurt over the weekend. I know he's back to get me. Here comes another sermon, one I've heard a couple of times over the phone, and a million times in my head. If I play my cards right, all will be forgotten. I'd just be an empty shell on the way to welcome him home.
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