Affirmations often come in fitful downpours…

This is why I feel that good days warrant caution, when every pore exudes only “yes” I become sure that the answer is “no”. How quickly soft expressions slip from candid faces, all day I had heard my tiny self saying, “no matter what, today is the good day.” It took a physical assault of the senses to finally assure me otherwise. Details such as time, make the sobbing all the more caustic- making quick work at the foundations of others until you too, can taste its faining sweat.