Kellie Chapman
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Apparently, I started telling my story, rather loudly, when I exited the birth canal. And then, other stories came and needed to be told.
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Most would say that a global pandemic has completely destroyed life as we know it. Me, however, actually takes glee in the fact that my human interactions have been severely limited. I am an introvert. And by an introvert, I mean completely and utterly uncomfortable in social situations. Prior to the world chaos, the thought of a work gathering sent me to the bathroom with stomach cramps and not a little case of the runs. But now, I can sit happily at home, laptop at my small kitchen table, and work without not having anyone slide over to my cubicle to 'chat' about nothing. Most would find a one-room apartment prison-like--I find freedom.
By Kellie Chapman5 years ago in Humans
The Death
That smell. Not of death, but of the antiseptic bleach smell that pervades the nostrils from the time your feet step from the elevator. Here you do not smell the weeping wounds of pus or drainage from every body orifice. You smell only the shocking smell of fresh clean linens and clean floors that attempt to hide the decay of flesh. Sometimes you wonder what is worse.
By Kellie Chapman5 years ago in Poets
