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a girl that i know’s birthday is coming up. i think so.
i’m anxiously awaiting the day.
to not tell her happy birthday.
i don’t want to acknowledge her existence.
but i want her to talk to me.
I was standing in my kitchen making hot tea when I thought about an encounter i had at a snack stand positioned in the middle of a Kroger parking lot, they were trying to collect funds for some charity. A woman came up to my friend who held my funnel cake and asked if she could taste. He said no, rightfully; it wasn’t his to share. The woman got snotty and started speaking in a hush tone to her friend. All the while i had my back turned to the issue, talking to the cashier/server about his shirt.
I was so lost in thought that I forgot that I was making tea and turned behind me and made a face at the woman with the attitude, but I also forgot that I was alone in my kitchen.
There’s a bug crawling across my kitchen floor. I’m willing it to go right with my brain Go right, go right. It continues straight then turns left and out of sight. I want it to come back out but it doesn’t.
There’s a spider in the corner of the ceiling and wall watching me. It’s sitting there, floating in it’s web, waiting for some unfortunate being to get trapped so that it’ll be sucked dry. I turn off the lights. I’m scared of spiders.
When there are 13 servings of 7 suggestions, why limit myself. The sky’s the limit.
Only brought down by cavity and rot.
It’s a business.
& 7 fillings later the receptionist wonders, “would you like a complementary sucker?”
But of course…
see you soon.
I missed therapy. I’m starting to wish I’d went. There’s nothing like releasing to an almost stranger. Now there’s just walls.
Yesterday, as if waking from a hazy dream, I find myself sitting in front of my computer screen applying for culinary school.
*Cook
