There’s a new lady selling me fauxpium.. middle aged.. sees me coming every day.
So she says
“just one today?”
I sheepishly answer
“trying to taper off”
She looks at me and says,
“what does it do?
Why do you buy this every day?
Pain management?”
Hmmm..( got an interested one here)
“life management”
She then let me know
“hey, I get it..I’m thirteen years sober”
(with pentagrams tattooed on yourself)
Wicca Wicca Wiccan.
I see music symbols tattooed on her fingers, little trees…
But the kicker,,,ugh..
She looked me in the eye.
And she Saw me
I put a lot of effort into not making eye contact, I keep the head down…
I … avoid… moments like this..
“thirteen years is a big number, congratulations to you”
“you can do it too..hang In there…”
Fuck you universe!
Fuck you in your face brah !
Just had to send me that interaction, didn’t you?
Of course you did..
Guilt trip me why don’t ya…
Grumble grumble…
dawn 