I loved literature
and sarcasm
and memes
and writing funny stories and poems.
The creativity was literally birthed out of me
into other worldly beings called children.
Instead of worrying about word choice,
I worried about breast and bottle,
Huggies and Pampers,
public and private school.
I went broke. I clipped coupons.
I got divorced. I fell in love again.
I quit jobs. I got fired. I made ends meet.
I ran races. I lost weight and then gained it all back again – twice.
I found religion – outside religion.
I’ve had literally everything but time – until I stopped to think about it.