Who knows why.
It's days like this that make my head swell and spin. I seek coffee over beer. Daydreams unfurl like carpets of ferns.
It's strange how a mall job makes me feel alright. A wedding keeps me grounded. Building a nest makes me humble.
June has a way of doing this. Catching me off guard. Feeding me bug bites and lime-flavored water. I'm smitten.
I should be more unsure. Hold myself next to standards and fear changes.
I do. A little. Sometimes, sure.
It's strange how a mall job makes me feel alright. A wedding keeps me grounded. Building a nest makes me humble.
June has a way of doing this. Catching me off guard. Feeding me bug bites and lime-flavored water. I'm smitten.
I should be more unsure. Hold myself next to standards and fear changes.
I do. A little. Sometimes, sure.
posted by Di-Di at 11:04 AM
2 Comments:
You work at a mall????
Hellz yeah.
But I'm supplementing my income by helping people work through their...stuff. :)
The mall job is mostly for the discount on books and the free pass to drink gallons of iced coffee in a limited period of time.
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