A letter to my nemesis.

Dear Monday,

You have laughed in my face for the last time today. I'm going to bed. Please be gone when I wake up in the morning. I hate you.

Thanks.

Sometimes it comes down to the eyeliner.

It took almost three hours to get to work today, and over two hours to get home. Entrance ramps, exit ramps, and streets were closed due to rainmaggedon. Lights were out in every city I navigated my way through due to flooding. And when I finally got to work (late for the second day in a row); I spent the entire time training a smelly guy who wasn't interested in learning. All the while wondering what I ever did to deserve this. After all that, I had to search far and wide for something other than my amazing son to be grateful for on this day.

Today I am thankful for a boss who felt so bad for me that she let me leave work early. And for my eyeliner, which looked great all day and well into the night until I finally washed it off.

It's not much, but I'll take it. Somedays it's the small victories that matter. Go me.

Poetry Problems

NaPoWriMo 2013 was a fail. Being sick since the beginning of last month and bedridden over the weekend put me so far behind that I won't be able to catch up. But I'm going to stick with it the rest of the month and crank out as many poems as I can.

NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 3

That moment when it all comes together perfectly always alludes me
It's out of my reach
But I can see it
Dangling in the distance
Like a carrot
And I'm the rabbit
Racing the tortoise
I suppose that means I lose in the end
But I wouldn't want to win
That wouldn't serve a real purpose
Because lessons learned come all too easy when the price of redemption is more than I'm willing to pay
Determined to defy destiny
I'll face my fears to cross the finish line at my own pace

NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 2: Once

Where there were once endless possibilities
Now lie the remnants
Of what used to be
There once was you
There once was me
And all the things between us
The distance
The dividends
Didn't mean a thing
Now we can't seem to find a rhythm
Or a reason to be

For every special moment
A regret has taken its place
Once you were a warrior
Who would have fought to the death
For me
Now all that's left of what we were
Is the space between the words
That go unsaid
To remind us
Of what could have been
Had we taken the time to find our happy ending

NaPoWriMo 2013 Day 1

A burial at sea
By way of being airborne
In a plastic cup
And crashing hard on city streets
Faltering to gravel
To dirt
And the screeching halt of tires
Still nothing could save you
Not pointless circles
Not moving in reverse
Not saltwater tears
A cruel joke life plays on you
The moment you think
It will all be ok
You gave your life
To save another
And you'll always be special to me