the april anniversaries log
On Thursday, my roommate brought a delivery from our door to my room. “Is everything okay?” she asked timidly, potentially wondering if a family member had died or if the flowers were an apology bouquet.
“No,” I said. “It’s just Luke and my four-year anniversary.”
Unlike romanticized “anniversaries” used in conversation, frequently in verbal collaborati…
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