There’s something about Tuesdays. They exist and are gone. More middle than a Wednesday and less indulgent than a Monday. Went on another jog. Had a cigarillo afterwards. Growth and decay intermingling. All three of us had some tummy issues and I think it’s on account of what we ate last night. But I don’t remember what we ate. Casual food like hotdogs and toast and eggs. Played video games with Marie after Amelia fell asleep. Here’s to another day survived, another day experienced. On this Tuesday I found out my mom liked my script and she didn’t see the show so it wouldn’t ruin it for her. There is bittersweet truth in that Tuesday reality.
Love you mom