All of This

April 26, 2020

and maybe out of all of this

I will love a little more

and maybe out of all of this

I will be a little more grateful

of a trip to the grocery store without a panic attack in the pasta sauce aisle,

of seeing that one hockey player that's really cute on TV,

or even my five-dollar iced lattes made by Red, the barista

and maybe out of all of this

I won't complain so much about visiting my grandparents on Saturday mornings,

of how long the wait is to be seated for dinner at that place downtown,

of how early I have to get up in the morning for school,

or even the one-ply toilet paper in seemingly all public bathrooms

and maybe out of all of this

I won't take advantage of

walking through TjMaxx "just because I felt like it",

shifts with my favorite coworker that always has candy stashed in her purse,

or even going to the smelly, packed gym where I feel a little out of place.

and maybe out of all of this

we will love a little more

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