I wonder when life is going to get easy. I really do. I pray for it every day. Every night.
Not free for all easy or win the lottery easy. Just life not being a total bitch every moment of every day easy. It’s okay to take the dog for a walk easy. It’s okay to sleep in easy. It’s okay to spend a day reading easy.
Not all the time. Just sometimes. Once in a while. I need a breather every now and then. Do you know the one I mean? The one where I can get up and do (or not do) whatever comes into my head. Where I can lose the afternoon in an art gallery or taking pictures in the rain. Or have a movie marathon, with a roaring fire, dressed in my tattered but comfy sweats.
Eat ice cream for dinner. Gab for hours on the phone with faraway friends whom I miss all the time. Have an adventure with Zelda. Waste money that I don’t have on things I don’t need in a mega mall whose parking lot is hell but whose shopping is heavenly.
Life’s a bitch and I’m tough, so I can take it. But sometimes, I want it to be easy. You know what I mean?
Where’s Christine’s big easy today?