Touch

by Courtney Maum

I sleep with a hot water bottle every night. So I can pretend someone’s beside me.

Someone stole my bag from the gym last year. At first I was so angry about all the shit I was going to have to deal with, but the day after the theft was one of the best days I’ve had in a long time. I didn’t have my phone. I just went from place to place again. Not checking in on things. Not feeling so urgent. The Monday after that weekend, work replaced my phone.

I am seriously worried about the condition of my brain. I can’t spell anymore. I can’t remember things. I keep checking my phone.