Her Facebook Page
My cousin asks me if I have seen her social media page today.
Not today, no, but I know what is there.
A photo of a clock showing the time she awoke.
A video of her cooking breakfast.
A picture of the breakfast table and a happy family.
It is what she posts daily.
No hobbies. No talents. No friends or families.
Her whole day seems to focus on their breakfast.
I wonder at the simplicity of that.
Is it worrisome or placidly calming?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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