subject line: excuse me.


chico, california

I found myself sitting scrolling through my phone on the Saturday morning before Easter looking for someone to share breakfast with. I had no one. A phone full of contacts and no one to share a bagel with. Some have kids. Some are family. Some are in there just so I don’t have an empty section under that letter. That’s how life feels these days. Contact less. How hypocritical though...when I am invited somewhere, I make an excuse not to go. I have a stomachache. A headache. Whatever it takes, I’ve got it. I’m full of excuses among other things. Right now I’m making every excuse to not submit this. Typical.