slow as a sloth
now I feel
NaPoWriMo Prompt – for our prompt (optional, as always). This one sounds simple, but it can be pretty difficult. Today, I challenge you to write a poem that includes a line that you’re afraid to write. This might be because it expresses something very personal that makes you uncomfortable – either because of its content (“I always hated grandma”), or because it seems too emotional or ugly or strange (“I love you so much I would eat a cockroach for you”). Or even because it sounds too boring or expected (“You know what? I like cooking noodles and going to bed at 7 p.m.”). But it should be something that you’re genuinely a little scared to say. Happy (or if not happy, brave) writing!
A line I’m afraid to write. Hmmm… I’ve done this in the past as recently as yesterday. When the prompt said, write about a flower, I didn’t want to get melancholy but looking through pictures, the blue daisies were the first to say something to me. And then there is the line, living with cerebral palsy.
Shawn posted this picture to Facebook, after we went to a Fred DuVal fundraiser saying, you’re going to hate me. Ugh… he knows I try to hide my hand and usually feet (as I mostly wear sneakers) in pictures.
Well now that I’ve shared something I don’t like about myself, the wonderful thing about a house with two teenagers and Saturday morning. They both sleep in too, and Rachael just finished cooking bacon…P.S. the bacon was yummy.