Thursday, August 16, 2012
Hope & Flower Headbands
I can't claim credit for this and I can't remember where I read it - but it stuck like hell:
Wanting may be the worst feeling of all, next to hope - but hope is the worst. Hope is the moment before peeing on the negative stick. Hope is the moment before they tell you they can’t find the heartbeat. Hope is a setup, a bait and switch, an illusion.
A BFFN* yesterday morning left me in a serious funk - the kind where you feel you could fall apart and into hysterics at the drop of a pee stick.
*Yes, I know - not in the glossaryy. Let me assist here: BIG FAT FUCKING NEGATIVE.
The funk lasted for alot of the morning - but when I went to the bathroom, and examined myself in the mirror above the sink, I remembered - I was wearing my flower headband.
This tiny little metal frame with a tiny little wire mesh flower. And that flower was like, "dude - don't you remember?
You're BAD ASS. Nothing can conquer you - you're wearing a metal flower, for godsakes!"