Wednesday, 10:56am

Where my brain goes when I am at work.

I shaved my arms last night

I feel like a new lady.

It's more comfortable to sleep

without the dog in my bed

but I miss her company.

Sometimes at work I watch families

like a tv program, one I want

to be cast in.  

Mountain Dew doesn't taste the same

as it did that summer.

Instead of keeping me empty 

it fills me up.

I eat tomatoes every day - 

they remind me that not falling 

into a category is okay.

Tomorrow is Thursday

still not a week since returning home.

I printed photographs 

but did not post them - I can't

tell if I want to keep things to myself. 

A customer with a tear drop tattoo

told me I have pretty eyes.  

His daughter, who I later saw, also

has pretty eyes. 

I have four Missy Elliot songs stuck

in my head.  

I wonder who thinks about me the most.

I think I have a crush on a girl

it doesn't go beyond that

but I'm open to the idea.

I left my umbrella in Colorado

it was a gift from my mom, my first

year away from where I grew up.

I like the theory that humans fled

to earth from mars.  

I miss the beach.

I wish I had an ocean to run away to. 

Author's Note

This is mostly still a draft - I don't quite know what I want to do with this yet. Mainly I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing often.