Monday Night Musings

 Of late life has become this series of: "Congratulations, here's one more thing you really suck at!"

Another life skill you thought you'd excel in but whoopedoo whattashocker you're a total lost cause. 

Inevitably some days you get up and pat yourself on the back saying, "With practice it'll get better. You just need more practice!" Hello, who are we kidding? It's been a long trial run. An onslaught of failed attempts.

Maybe that is what adulting ultimately is. Putting on a brave face at the face of cascading failures and disappointments. Brushing the dust off, chugging down another cup of (not so well brewed) coffee that has gone cold and typing out a long draft of a cover letter. 

Going at life wearing a "Hustle culture" tee and crying on the bus ride home. Picking up groceries and being ghosted on dating apps. Navigating stock markets and bulk ordering on a black friday sale. 

A merry-go-round of birthdays, anniversaries and funerals. Waiting for the paycheck and the release of a new album by that one indie-pop band you heard live during your college days. Mondays become less daunting as the days of the week start to diffuse into this one big pool of blurriness. 

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