Monotony,
I never invited you to hang.
And frankly, we’re not meant to be acquaintances.
What kind of friend makes you stand in front of the pantry eating snacks while looking for a more fulfilling snack?
Why did you convince me to subscribe to Netflix, Hulu, Prime, Apple TV?
Compel my brain to feel like jumbled Scrabble tiles poured from the darkened bag?
It’s time to say goodbye.
I never want to see you again.
And frankly, much will change in your absence.
My spirit will triumphantly blare again like the trumpets in the 20th Century Fox movie introduction.
Like months after using glitter for a school project, my creativity will strongly reside on every possible surface.
You will no longer stifle my intellect from seizing answers to the universe’s absurd questions!
Monotony: “Binge watch ‘Morning Show’?”
Me: “Sure.”
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