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meridiantoo · 02-11-2016, 10:24 PM

What makes me regular folk:

I grew up raised by a single parent - latch-key kid who could have done so much worse than I did, if I had only known the options.

The best day each week was grocery store day. Why? Because then you got goodies/snacks that would last about 2 days, but boy were those 2 days awesome.

I don't get Christmas cards from the White House.

I smile sweetly, knowingly, when I see an elderly person in the store, having reached an age that I have the beginning of a revelation of what I am headed towards, getting closer and closer as each day passes. The loneliness, the worry, the fear, the confusion of the ever changing world around them. It truly breaks my heart. And I know for every 1 I see, there are hundreds, probably thousands, who are stuck at home, immobile, unable to make a trip to the store.

I eat peanut butter and banana sammiches. I eat cold pizza.

I join the morning coffee train every day. Otherwise, I'm not sure I would move at all. I don't buy gourmet coffee.

I work, I do laundry, I clean house, I walk the dog, clean the cat box.

I wait my turn in line.

I have socks with holes in them. I'm ok with that. I could darn them, if I could do it neater than a 5 year old with a playskool knitting kit. They are warn in, comfy friends. I'll wear them until my foot slides through them.

02-11-2016, 10:24 PM	#105
meridiantoo Member How Do You Identify?: A Speck in the Milky Way Preferred Pronoun?: Her, She Relationship Status: Monogamous relationship Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: The Milky Way Posts: 1,441 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 3,806 Thanked 2,297 Times in 889 Posts Rep Power: 16305605	What makes me regular folk: I grew up raised by a single parent - latch-key kid who could have done so much worse than I did, if I had only known the options. The best day each week was grocery store day. Why? Because then you got goodies/snacks that would last about 2 days, but boy were those 2 days awesome. I don't get Christmas cards from the White House. I smile sweetly, knowingly, when I see an elderly person in the store, having reached an age that I have the beginning of a revelation of what I am headed towards, getting closer and closer as each day passes. The loneliness, the worry, the fear, the confusion of the ever changing world around them. It truly breaks my heart. And I know for every 1 I see, there are hundreds, probably thousands, who are stuck at home, immobile, unable to make a trip to the store. I eat peanut butter and banana sammiches. I eat cold pizza. I join the morning coffee train every day. Otherwise, I'm not sure I would move at all. I don't buy gourmet coffee. I work, I do laundry, I clean house, I walk the dog, clean the cat box. I wait my turn in line. I have socks with holes in them. I'm ok with that. I could darn them, if I could do it neater than a 5 year old with a playskool knitting kit. They are warn in, comfy friends. I'll wear them until my foot slides through them. __________________ “Human nature is like water. It takes the shape of its container.” ― Wallace Stevens