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September 8 - September 8, 2025
The seconds grew syrupy and thick as the door stared her down, each minute stretching into forever.
Stephen said, voice so slimy it practically dripped out of his mouth.
Something bright whirred through her; a feeling with wings.
the good girl and the high achiever. But I realized something just now: it’s not ambition, not entirely. It’s fear. Because I don’t know who I am when I’m not working, when I’m not focused on or totally consumed by a task. Who am I between the projects and the assignments, when there’s nothing to do? I haven’t found her yet and it scares me.
