A Year to Find Myself

Sometimes we lose more than just our way.

Photo by Denys Nevozhai on Unsplash

It was the middle of the night, and I was sitting on the patio in the dark. Pressing the phone to my ear with one hand, I held a cigarette in the other. My eyes watched the glowing amber end, the only light anywhere around besides the stars above me.

The voice on the other end of the line was a man I thought I knew. A man I thought…

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Ashley Shannon

Ashley Shannon

Thirty something queer mom of two, one with autism. Lover of sushi, coffee, and wine. Living a life of travel. Top Writer ashleyshannononmedium@gmail.com

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