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Reckoning Day

 

It started out a familiar friday. I woke up just the same as the last fortnight of fortnights. 6 am I get out of bed. 6:15 I work out. 6:45 I shower. 7 I eat breakfast and watch the news. 7:30 I walk to the garage and hop in my car. By exactly 8 am I’m at my desk at work. This is where everything changed and friday ceased being so familiar. Anger has been welling within me for long enough. Today, there will be a reckoning.

 

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