words we never use.
i woke up to the realization that my roomies and i forgot to take out recycling last night. in my half asleep dazed, huge sweatpants, and see-through white wifebeater i stumbled down the stairs of our building to check if the recycling had been picked up yet. no. sweet. i stumbled back up the stairs with my eyes half closed. i had to make three trips down the stairs with all our recyclables... we missed recycling last week. i almost fell down the stairs. i had visions of my ugly morning self lying broken in our stairwell amidst diet coke bottles, cereal boxes, and cans of soup.

then i realized how fitting that would be. it's exactly how i'm feeling these days. broken and covered in shit.