Archive for July, 2015

on a monday morning
when the big boss brings in coffee cake and mimosas
to calm the rising angst in the office
as the annual conference countdown begins,
and when your supervisor adds 11 things
to your list
and most of those things
are drafting email reminders
(you definitely went to college
to do fulfilling work like this),
and when your shin splints
keep you from the only thing
that was making you sane, temporarily,
and when you’ll be working for 11 days
without one day off and only
6.5 hours of overtime somehow,
and when your stomach constantly
hurts because you drink too much
terrible coffee and you worry all the time,
and when your boyfriend tells you
you’re beautiful but you can’t┬ábelieve
him because you actually do
look like shit,
and when you scratch and kick
and thrash and moan in your sleep,
and when you’re fucking up
just as much as everyone else

you do have that mimosa
and you do have all the online job search engines
and you do have a mom who will listen to all your complaining and crying on the phone
and you do have a boyfriend who thinks you’re beautiful even after you’ve been sweating
and you do have a comfy bed to dive into when the day is done
and you do have a pen and a notebook
and you do have peach pie ingredients at home
and you do have a ukulele that takes just a few seconds to tune
and you do have the extra oomph to try again and then again



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When I’m on the metro in the morning and the evening
When the red line is delayed for the 8th time in two weeks
When I have another hour and a half to go
Your words accompany me, and I sit and wait with ease

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