Morning Coffee

I knocked my favorite coffee mug on to the floor today

It exploded into a hundred tiny bits.

I took a long deep breath and cried. Really cried.

It was the last beautiful girly thing in my world.

So much for soft and pretty. I didn’t realize it was a burden I was carrying...

I’ve shaken it off. And since you asked, “I got over it baby”.

I’m armored and tuff again. Mean. Really mean.

One too many reminders of my mortality

One too many reminders that I stand alone.

ALONE Period. And I will not be shaken.

I put on my skinny jeans again today.

Been the first time in years.

Guess what?

They ain’t never coming off.

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