There’s no getting out of this one gracefully. It’s not like stepping out of the veng in my uggs and leggings, it’s like climbing out of a monster truck in stilletos and a skirt while it’s raining. Trying to keep all of my private parts covered, balance in tact and a smile on my face, without anyone noticing how I’m struggling to get through this. Except I could probably even pull that off…
But keep my heart from going cold, steer my mind away from spiteful thoughts, rebuild the wall I worked on for years, nurse the bruises on my ego and make sure that when you see me walking away instead of seeing all of that, all you see is your defeat? I’m gonna have to work on that.
- tbrumm posted this