my bed isn’t made
and i hardly care.
i saw an ex boyfriend in my dreams last night.
he hadn’t changed much and i was mad because he had only saved one card that i had given him. all those cards i thought pensively. my husband and nugget never entered my thoughts. it was such a dim room. i wished it wasn’t because then i could spy better. i don’t even remember what i was spying on but i remember thinking: drat, i can barely see!
silly dreams.
happy tuesday.
xo
