I Can't Throw These Away

I have a file folder full of numbered to-do lists. And a two-month calendar with 42 big black sharpie X's. Okay, more than 42. Because I didn't want to stop drawing X's. They represent dragging my sorry self, pitching fits, all the way to the finish line. Getting my sling off. I want to laminate them and use them as placemats. Photograph them and make them into some weird picture quilt. Print them on a victory t-shirt. I won't. But I won't throw them away either. Years from now I'll find them tossed in a pile of "Papers That Must Be Gone Through" and the sheer joy of completing those 42 X's will crash over me in a memory tsunami. I can't wait.

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