if the week is a bell curve, wednesday is an A.
but no one uses the bell curve anymore, do they? it’s neither fair nor logical – and neither is wednesday.
it’s long and crowded, but the end is on the horizon and if you squint you can see it coming.
i secretly love wednesdays.
yesterday, a tuesday, i had a run in my hose and anxious in my stomach. but no one noticed. i’m again thankful for my pale skin – the color of translucent hose. i put the anxious to rest with wit and charm not my own, but channeled from a stronger me and the truth that you can keep eggs in many, pretty-colored baskets.
today i turned on the fan so i could bundle up in a new sweater. pacing myself for the wednesday ahead, not wanting to crowd the work that needs to be done and the people i need to connect with.
i’m a lucky girl, in ways i don’t know or understand, and today, a wednesday, i just want to love.
hope you have a wednesday worth loving. don’t crowd the good stuff.