My toaster is having a bad week so she doesn’t have the energy to hold the lever down anymore. Which means I have to stand there pressing it down for three minutes making sure my toast doesn’t burn. I used to take that time for granted, now it’s being robbed of me by my broken toaster. Trying to give her grace.
The biggest change in my life has been installing an off switch in the back of my brain. Sometimes it makes me feel hollow, but now I’m not thinking about ( ). See, I can’t even tell you. I’ll turn it back on when the sun’s up to let the thoughts dry out instead of getting damp and moldy in the dark.
