Cruise Control

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These days the only waves I make are when I jump into the tub.
I am a cream puff at work, letting the backstabbing and nasty rumors roll off my shoulders.
I just don’t care.
Maybe it was the long winter, the failed diets, a broken rib, and flaming hemorrhoids.

I’m on cruise control right now.
It hurts when I laugh but I still do. I’m quick with a smile and ready for love.

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