coffee
in my cheap-art laden apartment
close by my photographer husband
writing about dialectics
with all my vigour
at 11:30
pm.
definitely pleased with life right now.
it's just that my chest keeps getting tighter & tighter
and i'm worried about tomorrow
and the day after that
constantly learning to trust in God
and John
and myself.
and figuring out that it's okay to take a mental health day
from your job in a kitchen.
(even if my coworkers might get very mad at me.)
"I hate the way drivers never look at the road in old American movies."
- from Amelie.
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