I don’t know how much longer I can hold on.
Day in and day out, it’s all the same. Except it’s not.
Everything is different while it stays the same.
I don’t know how to describe it.
Details change from day to day. Lunch is tuna instead of peanut butter. The cat threw up today instead of the dog having diarrhea yesterday.
The same dishes are dirty. The same socks didn’t quite make it into the hamper. The dryer still doesn’t shut off by itself.
I need a vacation. Of course we can’t afford one. Never could. Probably never will.
I have these ideas, these stories, in my head. These thoughts that aren’t completely mine.
Hear me out before you call the funny farm.
I have people living entire lives inside my mind. It’s not like they control anything about my life. But in some ways, it’s like they keep me… sane.
Because I have these other lives, stories, playing out in my imagination I can get through the monotony of my existence. While I’m folding laundry, I’m deciding whether they live in the city or the country, what state, what kind of house. When it’s time to scrub the tile grout, I’m weighing how much chocolate cheesecake the leading lady should consume before coming to the conclusion that her father-in-law has to die. In my imagination I turn my every day life into a wonderful cacophony of tears and drama, fear and loathing, triumph and success. The leading lady always wins.
And who knows. Maybe one day I’ll write all this crazy down and make a million dollars.
Yeah, right. Like anyone would want to read it.
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I love writing those.
Here’s a fun video I found that vaguely corresponds to the theme of my story.
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Have you noticed yet? Did ya, did ya?
I have a new page on this website. Made it yesterday afternoon.
Up there, on the far right…
Maybe I’ll make it easy on you and just stick a link right here.
But before you click it, I want to tell you about it!
It’s all about my new, first, and only finished (at this point) book!
My Ignored Hamper and other Bathroom Poetry
I’m not going to beg you to buy it.
Go ahead. You know you’re curious what the new page looks like. Take a peek.
Just remember to come back tomorrow for more poetry.
Have a Great Weekend!