Glittering My Gloom
“The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence; the past is a place of learning, not a place of living.” ― Roy T. Bennett, The Light in the Heart Yesterday loves to stalk me, haunt with mistakes, and braid my hair with fear self-revelation is a soap opera I’ll rewrite each day in my new season of blame. I’m done wearing 2020 glasses. Lessons learned are humming through my DNA, surging through my ink and tying my shoelaces. I won’t dance through spilled wine waiting to fall. I’m grabbing an umbrella, throwing glitter in the air and balancing on the sparkle. Why not? Every pool of optimism needs a hypomanic lifeguard when Eeyore comes to swim. ©Susie Clevenger 2021 The Sunday Muse #143