I'm Skye, one of Copper's Insiders (or alts, if you insist). I know the rules and do my best to follow 'em. Blog time.
Looks like another poetry post. Let me tell y'all, this has been a day.
All day,
Over and over and over
Like dominos
(Never ask "what else could go wrong"; it tempts the Universe to show you!)
A missing bus,
Not missed, but missing
I was on time, early, even
So where is the blasted bus?
Places to go, people to be...missing bus or not
I had work to do
So I walked
And walked
And walked
Halfway to downtown, I walked.
Three times I stood halfway between this bus stop and the next
Only to see the bus blaze by
So I walked
And walked
And swore...
'Till a kind driver waited at a stoplight for me to catch up.
I got where I needed to be
Late, but I got there
Trying not to glare
It is not nice to take potshots at people just 'cause I'm cranky
(even though it can be fun)
Even art class was tainted by the off-ness of this day
Not every piece has to be a masterpiece...
But today's work stunk.
If it hadn't still been wet I would have shredded it on the spot
As it is, I doubt this one will ever see the light of day
Stuff it in a file for future reference...
Or maybe just toss it.
The line for lunch was long
And I'd spent my money on an emergency snack downtown
(It was that or faint, and I'm not fond of fainting)
So had to borrow a buck
And force down a plateful of food
Remembering that it is not nice to snap at innocent bystanders
As I dreamed of ways to make people shut up
Days like this I'm not very nice.
Afternoon meeting
Chaos
I ground my teeth
Gnawed my fingers
Clawed my own arms
As I counted as high as I could go
Resisting the urge to stand up and scream
"Would you all please shut the holy fucking hell up!!!!!"
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