Lindsay Newman

Joined June 2021

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The shit you find when you move.
My kid’s old tooth. I cannot believe I saved this shit. Of all the things she’s done over the years; cards, haircuts(some she’s done on her own), drawings…I come across this.
By Lindsay Newman4 years ago in Confessions
Nights like those and sunrises like these.
My days off begin about a block from my front door. 1872 steps according to my pedometer. Today it’s cold. Colder than usual. It’s only October 2nd. I head to the waters edge, watching my breath form a cloud that looks like I’m smoking. My doctor claims she’s proud of me for this. Blah, fucking blah. I do this because I need to take advantage of being by the water.
By Lindsay Newman4 years ago in Horror