Remind Me
Remind me that starting something new is the hardest part.
Remind me that starting something new is the hardest part.
I’m only just now exploring places I’ve driven past hundreds of times.
I began to wonder what it’d feel like to stop and ask myself if I really wanted to go the extra mile.
Enough time has passed that I’ve been able to successfully reclaim sandwiches.
Did I really have to keep shrinking myself? Does it even matter that my friends get uncomfortable?
Even I am not enough of an instruction fundamentalist to get a measuring cup out while cleaning the toilet.
What was sweet about the past two years?
I hate ants for their determination and fearlessness.
Faithful for a hundred years, faithful to me, faithful beyond me.
Would you eat a damp dish sponge if it was breaded, baked, and dipped in ketchup?