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Red flags

Like gradually boiling water

By Kay HusnickPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
Top Story - December 2023
Red flags
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Deep down, I think I like the red flags, the familiarity of them.

All the warning signs feel like excitement at first,

muffling the little voice in the back of my head, the one who asks questions, thinks things through, the one who knows better.

Why not rush into things that feel so good?

The water is fine, keeping me warm, shouldn't I stay a while?

No, I don't mind it much that I'm sweating now.

It's too cold outside to get out; I'd freeze.

Everything will cool back down to being comfortable

I rationalize it as you boil me alive.

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    Written by Kay Husnick