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Inward-Facing Writers Posts
I tapped Snooze on my phone and rolled over. For the next nine minutes, I endeavored to erase the lyrics “And I’m not proud of my address, da da da, no post code envy” from my melon. Sorry, Lorde #muchrespect, but sometimes I need my melon for other things.
They arrived mid-summer.
No, not carrying a fruit basket, or even a bunch of bananas. They were somewhere on the fruit. In the fruit. Honestly, I have no idea how the heck they got in. But sometime in July they did, and they were still here a week and a few days into October.