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Now...

Starving Dogs

Credit to Creshing Symbol

Sunday

If there's one thing I have grown to greatly appreciate over the last few months, it is my wife's irrational thought that all psychologists keep their work life absolutely alienated away from their private life.

Emily never was one to question my motives and methods.

When it came to matters that I felt uncomfortable about her snooping around in, keeping her distance from unknown territory was a coded command you could always rely on her to be obedient about.

Much to my pleasure, rather than hers.

Regarding this, I could tell that Emily's unanswered, curious mind had always wondered what occurred within the small block of these four office walls.

After all, I can't really blame her.

Every speckle of dust, every faded and recent coffee ring, every slam of the cabinet drawers and every rattle of organizing stacks of paper into a neat, non overflowing bundle against the desk had its own story.

Didn't it?

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