Wednesday, April 27, 2011

On A Wednesday Morning

Today has not been a bright-eyed and bushy-tailed morning
toady is the kind of morning that takes three trys to get out of bed
you opt for the treadmill instead of the run outside
you skip over your usual running mix and decide on Public Enemy's Can't Truss It
You grab the short dress 'cause today feels like that kind of a day
You ignore the urge to pull it down every three seconds and try to embrace the thought
that although not perfect,
your legs don't look that bad either
you get to work and refuse to have that cup of terrible free coffee
but you will have one fourth of a bagel and you will put cream cheese on it.
You will get ready for the rest of the week
receive an email from your credit card bank
try to understand how your finances are once again out of whack
you look for apartments within your budget and start to face some harsh realities.
Quickly you feel yourself becoming discouraged, a familiar spiral of disappointment
in none other than yourself for not saving enough money, for not having a plan of how it will all work out, but today is different, because you reach out
"Can I buy you a slice of pizza?" he asks.
A slice and half of a chocolate chip cookie later, you feel yourself lift out of the hole as you take in the cherry blossom trees and blooming tulips before you.
"Don't worry. We'll figure it out," he says
and the day starts to feel a little different.


Carmen said...

i have a similar feeling - it will all work out. on a side note, i noticed how nice your legs look in short skirts. you should wear them more often

Lindsey Anthony-Bacchione said...

thanks, Carmen!