Seeing Myself From the Other Side of the Fence

September 9, 2014 1:44 AM

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Seeing Myself From the Other Side of the Fence

I woke up one Thursday morning in the spring of last year the same way I do almost every morning -- to big brown eyes and a wet nose impatiently reminding me that I slept in later than I should have and it's time for a walk. I'm disheveled and I barely bother to hide it as I grab Mishti's leash and trudge out of the open garage after her curly white tail.

I just cover up my PJs with my NU sweatpants and a hoodie and tell myself that my neighbors won't recognize me through my nest of hair and my hood shield in the early morning light.

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