I can feel it nagging at me and taunting me. I know «the pit» is coming but this year, I’m going to try my best to fight it off and lessen its impact on me.
Every year around this time, I get what my sister and I have dubbed, «the pit.» As children, we coined that name to describe that feeling you get on a Sunday evening when you realize the weekend is over and you have to go back to school on Monday morning.
«The pit» is that gnawing…
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