changes
Most days coming home from work require an immediate change into something more comfortable. Today this is entails my cut - off dark blue sweatpants (legs unshaved), white socks in slip on shoes (walking on the heels). Nobody will see me, I think to myself. Just going to the daycare.
Of course this is the day that a very small piece of my past decided to acknowledge me, greet me by name as I'm lurking outside the washroom waiting for A to finish up.
Like it hasn't been 15 or 16 years since the last time she spoke to me.
For her it was probably a simple salutation. But for me? I fall into the rabbit hole of memory and regret my sweats every step of the way back home.
Some things never change?
Of course this is the day that a very small piece of my past decided to acknowledge me, greet me by name as I'm lurking outside the washroom waiting for A to finish up.
Like it hasn't been 15 or 16 years since the last time she spoke to me.
For her it was probably a simple salutation. But for me? I fall into the rabbit hole of memory and regret my sweats every step of the way back home.
Some things never change?