136/365 - MK
Your glasses kept sliding down your nose and you'd push them, always leaving a smear from your sweaty fingers. Your clothes were always slightly rumpled, but you cared not. You were too busy learning and plotting your escape from your large family and small town.
What are these little vignettes? They remind me of assignments that I used to have in my poetry and creative writing classes in college (I majored in English). Tell me more...
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