Pour Me a Drink. Miscarriage of Justice

I’m not pregnant anymore.

I’ve been laying around in bed all day, which was probably a stupid move since now I’m wide awake at 1 a.m. with no one to talk to and I’m scared to go to sleep for some reason. On TV, every other commercial is for baby products, and every third channel has a reality show with a new baby on it, or something.

Safe journey, Little One. See you next time around. In the meantime, an open plea to the Universe: Please stop barraging me with images of babies. Haven’t you done enough for one day?

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