A few months ago I bought a new swimsuit.
A really cute one, with bright, borderline 90’s neon, colors. This may seem like a very basic thing to do, but for me it was a milestone. That’s right.
Because, you see, this swimsuit was *whispers* a two-piece.
The alarm goes off at just past five
I don’t move
It’s too early
My husband gets ready for work
He gives me a kiss goodbye
I attempt to sleep just a little longer
Natural disasters. Senseless tragedies. Injustice after injustice.
Sometimes it feels like things just won’t get better.
But we need to persist.