Tocino y Huevos para Siempre

    Sitting in the back of the bus. It's crowded with smiling, smirking, tired, curious, frowning faces all around. In my earphones I am listening to Tears for Fears and having a moment alone, in company. My morning was a delight. A delight like cutting into a citrus fruit and eyeing the symmetry of the sections. My true love made me breakfast. Pausing every so often to grab my face and say, "I love you so much!!" Imagine if everyone could start their days like this. The world would be so healed underneath its calloused skin. No more wounds just bacon and eggs on the stovetop of forever. I am glad to be healed and awake enough to know that this life I have is unique. My routines feel bright, safe, and akin to answered prayers from a long time ago. Everybody Wants to Rule the World except for me. I want just the minor part that I already have. It's a soothing feeling to not want more. To be satisfied. To get into bed at the end of your day and think 'Mmm that's good. That's enough."