Rice for dinner
I should add an orange and go mope in a corner.
(you know what I’m talking about)
It’s been raining all day
and my 5 year plan is washing down the drain
Another day Fate asks me why I try to plan at all
and don’t just bow to the chaos inherent in my existence
the lightning-fast and molasses-slow events
that conspire
to derail what I thought had been best laid
because I don’t want to be a waitress at 40
or
a secretary
or
a deli manager
or
nothing at all.
