Spilled Milk

Not for nothing — a stream of reluctant consciousness.

Photo by Ann Danilina on Unsplash

Tip, dump, wipe, groan.

I make plans with myself, it’s how I maintain boundaries with others.

A sad song for tears, then something with heavy bass for anger. Learning that happiness will come.

Outfits picked out in my head for that vengeful scene in movies that never seem to happen in real…