After two years.
Two.
Whole.
Years.
I missed a slice.
A dark film fell over my world when I woke up and realized I hadn't posted on the 14th. I was so hopeful, so confident that I would, once again, complete all 31 slices in all 31 days. But I didn't. And now even though the dark film has lightened, it isn't gone and the knowledge of missing a slice hangs over my head. Like a cloud (except that I love the clouds and rain). I won't miss another. I pledge to myself and everyone doing the SOLMC that I will not miss another slice.
Two.
Whole.
Years.
I missed a slice.
A dark film fell over my world when I woke up and realized I hadn't posted on the 14th. I was so hopeful, so confident that I would, once again, complete all 31 slices in all 31 days. But I didn't. And now even though the dark film has lightened, it isn't gone and the knowledge of missing a slice hangs over my head. Like a cloud (except that I love the clouds and rain). I won't miss another. I pledge to myself and everyone doing the SOLMC that I will not miss another slice.
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