i haven’t been to church in a long time. a friend talked me into going saturday. the readings spoke to me. the songs did. i bought some tamales afterward. two batches.
i boiled them both. the first batch came out just fine. i scarfed those babies down. they were divine.
the second one? i cooked them last night. i accidentally punctured the bag. they were a soggy mess. i ate them anyway.
today i got fired. from a job i loved. from a place i had loved working. that’s the first time in my life i’ve been able to say that. that i loved working somewhere.
i’m drinking dos equis. by myself. and there’s a storm brewing. please god, let the days get better soon.