Tag: almost daily selfie

everything in my life seems to be leaking, dripping, filling up with water. my kitchen sink, which i use for everything since my bathroom sink has next to no water pressure, has been rendered useless because the pipes underneath leak. also, my toilet runs (again). my landlord is in the opposite of a hurry to fix either problem despite the fact his wife assures me he’ll be there as soon as possible. my car (when parked outside in a nor’easter or hurricane) allows water in on the driver’s side. there are no visible holes to allow such water in, but this never happened until a tree branch fell on my car and dented my roof… i don’t know how to fix it. i don’t even know how to clean up the water because it’s so much and paper towels / beach towels don’t stand up to the job. will mold and/or mushrooms grow in my car?

*opens umbrella* *realizes leaks are coming from the ground, not the sky* *closes umbrella*

i thought this was all stuff adults were supposed to know how to do? maybe i was absent that day.

all the rain. a red umbrella for color because it certainly wasn’t for protection. gigantic puddles. wet elbows. jeans in dark denim not because they were in style but because they were soaked. sidewalks crowded with wind and despair.

tonight was my last official class. almost everyone was there buzzing with comments for the workshop and giving the prof the benefit of the doubt before rolling our eyes at his latest tangent. he brought in munchkins and napkins. our homework had been to write a 50 word story. the technology in the room was broken, so a classmate was reading aloud from his laptop. i nominated one written by a very quiet but “listen when she speaks cause it’s right on” girl. i was/am obsessed with her story. it was pure poetry and it was good life advice. the smile on her face when i said “read hers! read hers!” illuminated the overcast night.

a classmate pulled me aside post class, “i know you’re a very busy individual, but could you read my piece one last time? i changed it wholeheartedly.” my smile illuminated the overcast night.

the rain dissolved into mist. my red umbrella returned to its useful state. the sidewalks were crowded with people again.

“great minds think in the same channel.” maga on us dialing each other at the exact same moment.

listening to christmas carols in weather that feels like christmas. fondue. fluid sunday plans. a blanket + a good book. returning a book to the library and having a new one waiting for me. finishing up my christmas shopping. finalizing upcoming travel plans. having an extra pair of gloves to lend. laughter. using emojis as a secret code. finding roxy’s in harvard yard. hearing a friend sing for the first time. having a reason to brave the rain. a red umbrella. new lip balm. having friends who are good at the things i’m bad at. a fully charged phone. facetime with family. trying a new recipe and having it be no so bad. finding a candle that smells almost like that one my sis-in-law gave me two years ago. cold, clear moonlight. a warm bed.

having all these things to be grateful for = BIG joys.

sometimes it’s the word(s) not said that say it all.