Wake up in your cousin's basement. Relish the fact that even though there are scores of people upstairs, you have a basement and bathroom all to yourself.
Get pretty. Meander upstairs. Eat breakfast, yadda yadda.
Get cozy in the Honda for the long ride back home. Lots of time to think in the Honda. Allow yourself one good memory of the man you are no longer with: that time you were sick and he took care of you. He even went to the store at 3am to buy you some ginger ale.
Fuzzy feelings arise. Quelch them with three bad memories. When he didn't like his birthday present. When he told you to fuck off because he didn't like the leash you bought the dog. When he said being with you was misery.
See, you're bitter again. That's better.
Get home. Drown your sorrows in blueberries.
Wind down with a phone call to your gay best friend. Listen to him bitch. It's nice to hear someone else bitch for a change.
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2 comments:
i like this day five. Not so bad anymore huh? and i love you ate blueberries and not potato chips. nice choice!!!
yep - second that, it amazes me how you manage to make healthy choices WELL DONE!!!
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