When The Punishment Fits The Crime

sunset seen through the Brooklyn Bridge then my dirty windshield

my mall treats: lipgloss, lipbalm, bags to riches nail polish (because it haunts me) and a belt that screams for a white linen dress. Yippee Ka Yay mother...uh huh, you get it


As I conversed with an overzealous customer service representative while taking pictures I accidently deleted everything on my camera. Christmas video, birthday video, misc. pics...oh
the humanity. I am quietly devastated. What makes this worse is the candid photo of Marg who died in December. The reminder is clear, remain present in your daily activities lest you end up like me with deleted memories.
Kick rocks regret, I'm rolling with acceptance.