primroses on street corners

my day started off okay. i had colorado peaches for breakfast. and oh, they’re yummy. one of my favorite managers has come back to our store to manage it, and i’ve felt pleased and blessed where work’s concerned ever since i learned of her return. or at least, i’ve tried to focus on this. i’ve… Continue reading primroses on street corners

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a smile as small as mine

there are people who get to look on that view every day. i’m privileged that i got to see it once. i’ve not been doing well. more often than not lately, i go through my days feeling as though i am either invisible or a laughing stock. i am reminded of how i felt in… Continue reading a smile as small as mine

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the way is shut

my mother used to worry that she would lose me to alcohol or drugs. i’d get little comments here and there whenever we talked about my aunt or uncle or grandfather. mostly about my aunt. about how i am just like her. twenty years ago, when she made these comments, i would be irritated by… Continue reading the way is shut

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i should’ve stayed home today

the trouble with going to sleep unhappy with yourself is that you wake up that way. only it’s worse, because, while you were sleeping, all those negative feelings you had magically intensified exponentially, so that when you wake the next morning, you have maybe two hundredths of a second to revel in the glory of… Continue reading i should’ve stayed home today

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leap already

one of my favorite children’s books is little quack, about a duckling who’s too afraid to leave the nest to go swimming with his mother and siblings. actually, all the ducklings are afraid, but one by one, the mama coaxes them out of the nest and into the water. eventually little quack succeeds in leaving… Continue reading leap already

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the help and the hindrance

the benefit of carrying around all this baggage is that sometimes i find things inside that i’d neglected to notice i’d packed for the journey. today, i woke up at ten, shoved the ugly memories of yesterday’s unpleasantness aside, texted my stylist to see what time my pedicure appointment was, texted my trainer to see… Continue reading the help and the hindrance

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