Day One

Victoria Dillard Daily

I’m in the middle of a sleepless night. Only two and a half hours until sunrise. My back pain won’t let me relax. I need to stretch, only there’s no room to move which is the real problem. No room to move, no place to stretch, no way to grow. What should I expect from 800 square feet of space and a family of four. This is New York, the city that never sleeps and now I know why.

Since I have all the time in the world to think and put my life in order you would think I would be further down the road wouldn’t you. That sounds self-deprecating and I don’t want to come across to anyone as troubled or riddled with anxiety. I’m troubled and riddled with anxiety. Maybe because I’m still awake with less than two hours left until dawn or it’s because writing is…

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