Well today, more like two jobs. Three. I had to find a way to cover our bank account so the balance wouldn’t go negative.
Then I had to find a running car to get up the highway to a sexual assault medical exam. And I had to find a friend to accompany me; the support I had lined up, was canceled.
Days like that it’s no wonder I feel drained in this special, assy way.
Your hair is copper-penny bright
and you look so grown up,
like a young lady.
In ladies’ blue jeans and all!