...bikini. I know, scandalous. And what's more, I wore it tonight so that I can't possibly take it back.
Sometimes I think that my life in Texas is a dream, and someday I'll just wake up and be back in Michigan in my freezing cold apartment in a job I hate. Every morning my alarm goes off and I'm still here, still living in a pool house, still working disaster recovery. And every morning I ought to thank God for it. I don't, always. But sometimes, like tonight, I have no choice. The gratitude just pours out before I could stop it, even if I wanted to.
No comments:
Post a Comment