I mouthed the words today. The words I’m not supposed to say, ever.
Is it today yet? Tell me when it’s today, will you? I’m trying as hard as I can, I’m diligently crossing out all the little boxes, but we just keep missing each other, me and this today. We were supposed to meet at a street corner at 3:00 and secretly glance at each other over the tops of our newspapers. Nod in acknowledgement, then continue on our way.
I used to roll around hard candies in my mouth and pass notes with boys in class and pull the threads from all my sweaters and argue with my subconscious. I used to save all my hall passes and fold all my Starburst wrappers in half as many times as I could and pretend I was God as I picked the most random amount of time to microwave leftover pizza.
1 minute 28 seconds. Is it today yet?
