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Daily Deviation
May 25, 2013
~MyMasks takes us somewhere we don't want to be, tells us something we don't generally want to know the details about, and shows us the dehumanizing actions and decisions made behind an embalming that didn't work out correctly. Why I wear a mask is written excellently with an increasingly detached voice. Trigger Warning: Contains blood and graphic descriptions.
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How to Sleep and Never Wake Up
The year they discovered my best friend, twenty years old and silent under the heap of her wrecked car, I learned one can sleep forever and never wake up.
That year, her sister, only seventeen, ate magic mushrooms and lost her mind and her brother, fourteen, started running and stopped eating and I didn't eat magic mushrooms but lost my mind anyway as everyone watched my skin, too white to be real, disintegrate before their eyes.
That year I flew to Colorado to see an urn surrounded by pointe shoes. It reminded me more of a wastebasket than the last I would see of the girl who shared my soul. Her sister ran naked through the street a few da
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I Call Him Compulsion
Three. Four. Five. I like five; it feels complete. Okay, one more time. Six
Seven. Done.
"How long does it take to get a glass of water?" my husband calls from the living room.
"Sorry, I'm coming." I resist the urge to rinse the glass a few more times. Cleanliness is not a factorit's the numbers. The completion. The habit. I take a sip of my water and force myself to stop asking if I should just run the water one more time.
I join Sam in the living room and sit in my usual spot: the center recliner. He always lies on the couch to watch TV. It works.
He hits the play button, and we watch ten minutes of reality before the demon
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Tribute to Memory
The old woman next door played her depressing version of Happy Birthday to You on her piano again, and Lisa couldn’t study.
The music wasn’t loud, but it seeped through into her apartment with its slow pace and low notes and bothered her, even though it was ignorable and she was comfortable in good company.
“There she goes again with the sleepy music.” Mark placed his Calculus book on the coffee table, leant back into the couch, and yawned. “What’s this, the eighth time this year?”
“The first time,” Lisa said. “And how’s it sleepy music?”
“It’s making me d
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This was in my journal section, and i thought ide put it as a deviation as well. This is a true story, every word of it.
EDIT: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! i never thought ide get a DD!
EDIT: THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH! i never thought ide get a DD!
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a) Congratulations on the DD. This work is an insight into a place few see.
b) Do the colleagues you mention also work with the deceased's families? How are they then? How are they about the families when the families aren't there?
c) I believe the word you were looking for is 'carotid'.
So you wear a mask to hide from yourself? That's one pursuer you can never shake. You have chosen a very difficult profession, one that might lead to some differences in how you treat the living versus how you treat the dead. The job carries stresses I for one can't imagine facing.
b) Do the colleagues you mention also work with the deceased's families? How are they then? How are they about the families when the families aren't there?
c) I believe the word you were looking for is 'carotid'.
So you wear a mask to hide from yourself? That's one pursuer you can never shake. You have chosen a very difficult profession, one that might lead to some differences in how you treat the living versus how you treat the dead. The job carries stresses I for one can't imagine facing.