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Dear Beatrice,

Standing in the parking lot of her apartment, I see my friend. She's looking down, sad, and having just as hard of a time as me. 

I keep my head down. I don't want to leave. But I also do. I know its time. 

Wondering if too much of my happiness is in your hands.

Answering the phone eagerly only to hear the yapping of telemarketers.

Interesting, how you didn't call.

Tidying the entryway. 

I am young, 

But if I where a dog I would be in my late 70s

And I have lived for 4x longer than most hamsters

And 170 lifetimes of a fly.

Each day I live is all a mayfly lives in their entire life.