A bud, a thorn and a rose
My alarm went off this morning, like a slow clap.
My beauty routine for-surely isn’t sleep.
My phone was dead, which put the “ugh” in unplugged.
and by 5:25am I was multitasking - both running late and stressing.
Here are my bud, thorn, and a rose for the week so far..
My bud (something I’m looking forward to) is:
I got a new computer - but that’s just consumerism - let’s shoot higher, like the texture of my soul. I want to be the kind of woman my Grandmère thinks I am, but in mea culpa, my sleep scores, screen time reports, smart rings, focus timers and activity dashboards don’t look good. Will I ever be enough? I’m working on it.
My thorn (challenge or low point):
It’s official, I missed Paris Fashion week (Mar.2-10).
Paris waits for no one - or maybe it’s just me - what good is being in Paris, the defining city of fashion, if you’re stuck in classes and can’t attend Fashion week??
My rose (highlight or positive moment):
My metro commute to uni’s become a real-life, real-time group chat
as I have new friends that board the metro at my first stop.
Don’t get me wrong, I can be independent and slay a playlist alone,
but when the train ride needs energy - we can wake it up!
As spring begins to slowly stalk us - with warmth and sunny skies -
I don’t need counseling, I need a beach.
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Songs for this:
Summer Baby by Jonas Brothers
Only The Lonely by The Motels
Get the Party Started by P!nk
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