5 months effort to my 20 years before the mask of kindness dropped
“Speak 7 positives for every negative,” instructed he who floundered finding single words of kindness through my many years of grace & deference.
“was proud of you renovating…you removed a toilet alone…” (***?! that was circa ‘04!) offer rejected!
just fly back to Korea already spare me the stench of destructive sentiments marinated in days-old garlic sweat I’m worth more! where’s bolt cutter?
just feeling a little bitter & cynical right now. Looks like the sun is trying to burn off the clouds & hopefully I’ll find pleasant flowers to scent some hours with optimism. Regardless, I embrace life…even the grey.