SATURDAY

When did timebecome that thing we allowedto micro managethe many liveswe seeminglylive in a day. Tick! Waking.Tock? Eating. Tick! Commuting.Tock? Schooling. Tick! Working.Tock? Paying. Til one day; you turnyour calendar self off&sleep in like its Saturdayfor a month. Eating only when  hungry. While drinking coffeeat midnight as you write. Because tomorrowsa Saturday. @loisfay

RENT IS DUE

Gazing in the mirror. That's right sister. Today,we're putting one footin front of the other. Because rent is dueon something somewhere.Whether it's paymentof coin, time or energy. Today,we take accountabilityand check our balance. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

IN A BOOK

She needed storiesas much as the pagesof a book needed her. To escape. In a quiet cornershe read cover to coverloving & hating characters. To connect. Yes, sure she tried different scenarios onwhen storylines lingered. Long after the last page. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.

METAMORPHOSIS

Old me lies in themetamorphosis stage.Of growing herwounds to wisdom. While the new meis working out whatneeds working out. Before spreadingmy f r a g i l e wings. To winds in worldsthat so desperatelywant validation. Kúkwstum̓ckacw / Thank you for reading.