A Scale Without Courage

The scale can’t handle its pressure and I feel like I’m a cheeseburger waiting to be eaten. They’re the ones pulling me back from my life. They have kept me waiting longer enough to steal my thunder. And now, i broke the scale thanks to them.

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  1. Hi Robert! I saw you subscribed to RozMorris.wordpress.com – thanks!
    I just wanted to let you know that that’s a static site and doesn’t post new material very often, so you might never hear a peep from it again. But if you like that kind of content, I have a monthly newsletter about my writing and publishing life
    http://tinyurl.com/rozmorriswriter
    (I realise you’ll probably have to delete this because it’s not really on topic – I’m totally expecting that. I just couldn’t see another way to contact you.)

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