this morning #248.

this morning, what she needed was at odds with what she wanted. if she could figure out the difference between the two, odds were that the tables would turn. she held her hand out before her & inspected her nails, which were various lengths & scratched up & generally in desperate need of upkeep. what she wanted was to go down to the salon for a full mani/pedi with a blood red finish. what she needed was to accept her nails as they were & give her sister back $35 of the $1000 she’d owed her for over a year. until she came to terms with reality & satisfied the terms of the loan, a solid sense of shame would hang over everything she purchased & everything she did.