This is the historic Lucky Seven watering trough on Ripton Road in Lincoln, Vermont. It was used as its name suggests -- as a watering trough -- when the road was only a horse trail. Now, it runs nearly nonstop, providing icy cold and drinkable water basically year round.
Love is a paradoxical thing.
I want desperately to be loved.
I want to wake up to a "good morning, my favorite person" text.
I want the last thing I see at night to be a little red heart emoji.
Even with my friends, I'm alone.
They date. They love each other.
They don't think I notice
They don't think I notice how stingy we're becoming:
They don't think I notice the reluctance to use the propane heat.
They don't think I notice how cold it is when I crawl out of bed every morning.
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