body

your body tells you everything

it doesn’t trust that i have our best interests in mind so it’ll shut itself down when i insist i need to water the plants and run errands on 4 hours of sleep.

we argue but she has the upper hand.

we’re doing things my way now and it’s my turn at the wheel.

she still hasn’t forgiven me for all those 6AM spin classes and all that keto-whole-30-hot-yoga-green juice.

well the green juice and the yoga was ok but she’s still angry because i thought i knew better than her.

i am ship and captain, she says and i let her because she’s right and i’m tired and if i say kale salad one more time she’ll remind us what that much roughage will do to a body.

i will make you regret.

when i start to think i want bangs again she’ll show me pictures of the long and tedious grow out phase.

when i start thinking i need a habit tracker she’ll remind me of all the time i’ve lost to tracking metrics instead of doing fun things like having sex, eating burritos and getting stoned in the park.

this is it, she says. this is what we have. what i need is what WE need and we need a nap.