I used to eat popcorn for every meal, she told me once. It made me feel like I was in the movies & my life would turn out happy in the end. Did it work? I said. I don’t know, she said, but I like to think the roughage counts for something.
I asked her what she planned to do with her life & she said she was way beyond that point already. I’m just happy I remember to be there when it happens, she said.
She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It’s easier to feel the sunlight without them, she said.
The birds brought seed & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so that she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.
scattering little bits of happiness everywhere she goes, except at home because her family told her to get out & leave them in peace for godsakes
Your job is to focus on my personal happiness, she said, & I’ve got big plans, so break time is over.