family – Ed Boy

Aquatic Center

Didn’t even get to swim a lick. But I did get my feet wet

Not a lot more than someone knowing they’ve checked out before returning the book

Damn just tell me where you want me

I do love remembering times when I was smaller and honestly a bit shittier

The beauty of knowing you’re trying and succeeding one step at a time.

At least wear a mask or something

Letting a smile make my frown feel more at home

Balancing one set of spinning plates on top of another, more precarious, set of plates.

Like a runny faucet this one

Mad at myself for wanting to do right by my kids even if it means being grumpy at them

It is what it is and it is what it isn’t.

The family hog persists

Grateful for my family who help us stay afloat

Homemade pizza and home manifested social anxiety

No frozen yogurt, a day on the ranch, and then an evening of capital-based anxiety

Funny how my anger is never about what I’m busy being angry with

I think I was not sober when I wrote this

Sick day

I was wrong and I’ll admit it. That doesn’t make me any more happier, though

Inedible inedible!