Sarah, why do you have to make me cry during Friday night happy hour? (Oh, because Friday night happy hour is my son doing some shit on iReady across the disaster that is our dining room table while I drink the beer I found in the very back of our fridge and yearn for all the same things you’re yearning for.) This timeline sucks. I am so tired. Your writing is amazing. Ethan Hawke should have said, “Damn. I missed my chance.”
Sarah, why do you have to make me cry during Friday night happy hour? (Oh, because Friday night happy hour is my son doing some shit on iReady across the disaster that is our dining room table while I drink the beer I found in the very back of our fridge and yearn for all the same things you’re yearning for.) This timeline sucks. I am so tired. Your writing is amazing. Ethan Hawke should have said, “Damn. I missed my chance.”
Ha! I see you, girl. And I am all about your happy hour style. Get it where you can.
Reading this Feb 7th on a bench in the Park outside my house. I am feenin for another Life too. Thank you for sharing the feeniness
Good for you for leaving the house :) Hard times...