Thanksgiven
We had no invitations for tonight, but that's fine. It suits the kind of year it's been. The Year of Lost Friends.
One, I lost because he doesn't like my fiance, and what's the point of keeping me around when I have one? Another, I let lapse because he'd been unkind to me one time too many. Another went crazy, went on a rampage and called everyone toxic, including us. I lost my entire Festival family, obviously. It all hurt, but nobody expects much from me when I'm two states away.
Our fake Christmas tree twinkles merrily out at the forty-degree rain. I can see the Space Needle, far past it; I can hear the heaters humming. I took it easy tonight. Turkey breast, buttered wild rice, sparkling cider. There's coffee in my cup and music in my ears. I wish I was at the Market, down at the waterfront, although there's nothing on my shopping list. Maybe I'll go by there tomorrow. Zorro has to work.
My family, my exes, my failures. I'm a thousand miles away from it all. There's nothing here but the sound of rain and I don't have to open my laptop at all if I don't want to. I can just look out the window and stop thinking entirely. Go ahead and hate me. Who am I hurting?
Thanks for reading. Thanks for being.
One, I lost because he doesn't like my fiance, and what's the point of keeping me around when I have one? Another, I let lapse because he'd been unkind to me one time too many. Another went crazy, went on a rampage and called everyone toxic, including us. I lost my entire Festival family, obviously. It all hurt, but nobody expects much from me when I'm two states away.
Our fake Christmas tree twinkles merrily out at the forty-degree rain. I can see the Space Needle, far past it; I can hear the heaters humming. I took it easy tonight. Turkey breast, buttered wild rice, sparkling cider. There's coffee in my cup and music in my ears. I wish I was at the Market, down at the waterfront, although there's nothing on my shopping list. Maybe I'll go by there tomorrow. Zorro has to work.
My family, my exes, my failures. I'm a thousand miles away from it all. There's nothing here but the sound of rain and I don't have to open my laptop at all if I don't want to. I can just look out the window and stop thinking entirely. Go ahead and hate me. Who am I hurting?
Thanks for reading. Thanks for being.