Coffee in my left hand, things I’ve missed most most during my injury in my right.

Here they are in no particular order of longing… Crossing my legs Driving Cooking Working (yep, it’s true) Wearing high heels Wearing 2 shoes Pedicures My own bed Flopping down on my bed after a long day Wearing my real clothes, not ‘easy to put on over my ankle’ clothes Singing in the shower (there’sContinue reading “Coffee in my left hand, things I’ve missed most most during my injury in my right.”

Coffee in my left hand, things we don’t get judged waiting in line for in my right

Popeye’s brought their famed chicken sandwich back to the masses, and with it came long lines, long waits and sometimes short tempers. I had the sandwich before social media blew it up (Black Twitter remains the dopest movement ever) and it was good. I didn’t have to wait any longer than when Popeye’s usually tellsContinue reading “Coffee in my left hand, things we don’t get judged waiting in line for in my right”

Coffee in my left hand, ankle-gate insights in my right

A funny, tragic thing happened to me on the way to my basement. I fell down the stairs, dislocated and broke my ankle in several places. When I tell you it was more gross and painful than childbirth, I need you to believe me. Every time I looked at it my stomach turned and IContinue reading “Coffee in my left hand, ankle-gate insights in my right”