Enough. (a very simple style I'm trying... but is it TOO simple?)
"You know what I do on my bad days?"
I ask my friend with nothing more to offer.
She breathes through tears, "What?"
"I get myself a soda. I love soda."
"I wish my bad days could be that easily fixed."
"Oh no," I tell them, "It doesn't fix anything,
the bill collectors still beat down my door,
the cats still puke up hairballs on my clothes,
and work still emails me impossible tasks,
the check engine light still blinks red,
the ceiling still starts dripping rain,
the doctors still have bad news to tell,
my heart still breaks when my ex leaves,
and I still crack whole egg cartons on the floor,
but then I have a bad day
... and I have a soda,
and sometimes, that's still winning.
Sometimes, that's enough."
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::Reviews::
Posted Apr 3, 2023, 7:59 PM UTC
I love this. I had the same feeling today having an ice cream cone. All my problems are still there… but I feel better for awhile