EVENNOW

Mayor skinny tunas all over the new light blue tablecloth, women seeking wildly after their number one mascara, that used to lie in the big black toilet bag next to the sink, men yearning for the heavy remote control so they can watch the Yankees play another sucking game without any further luck, kids doing what they always do best, making a mess with every footstep they take, screaming after their pink popsicle that will eventually shut them up only for e few minutes, and through it all there you are standing in the middle of everyone, feeling lost and confused, feeling inferior and trapped like a yellow Canadian bird in a rotten small cage, there you are, feeling failed, feeling unnecessary like a tiny warm heading for his bait, which is like bigger then its body, you're feeling incapable of everything.

But you are the one that should feel superior and happy, you're the one without any obligations to the kids that are making your life a living hell for the moment, and you're the one that don't need to see another sucking soccer game to feel a shallow meaning with life, you don't need to put on a 100 dollar mascara to feel beautiful, and you don't spend hours trying to find it, no.. because your life is worth more and more relevant for success. you're absolutely beautiful in everyway a person can be.

The End, feels quite right to write right now.