Sometimes your teen gets a flu for four days and then she is okay
but she puts the pestilence on you because that’s mothering aka highly unfair
and it’s only a large one bedroom in Brooklyn?
And then you get the flu for five days, but you think you don’t have the flu
You think it’s a cold or a cough or exhaustion with heat in your head or
my bones ache because I have the olds or it’s not abnormal for you to take five to six
hour naps every day for five days in a row now is it?
even for you it is actually a lot of napping and also there are the new
ssris coursing through your bloody veins and brain parts and maybe you’re just high
and not having the flu, how could you possibly have the flu, you had the vaccine
so you text your friends that you are high on the new drugs and you have a session
with a client and you can’t read the screen but it’s just your eyes not the flu
and then your frend S who you miss a lot sends you a reel of a cat named Henry
and you watch Henry reels for a few hours and laugh out loud on the hot butt couch
and wonder why you can’t make your cats famous but also who cares all the cats can’t
be famous now can they? no, so remind yourself to please enjoy more time with Henry
and stop trying to monetize every last thought because its the dark times
things you thought you would do today were go to wegman’s on the day before tgiving
and buy gluten free pumpkin pies and maybe groceries for the week
thankfully you didn’t even try that because you would have melted inside
the grocery store or cried in aisle six because you realized wegmans has fourteen ailes
and one just for sodas even in brooklyn and you still are upstate proud of them but
that’s too many ailes for the city guys
you also remember a funny joke your friend M made about being “Costco curious”
and you want to text her and say hey that was a good one but you don’t
you also thought you would go outside and you never did
you did however make a hot buttery rice that seemed like a good idea
also you read that old classic new yorker article about the hit man and his nephew
and you decided to write a poem about flu sort of in the voice of the internet cat
named Henry and gosh it’s hot in here and here’s your happy tgiving flu-written poem
subscribers, I am thankful for you and whatever pies you manage to cram into
your faces for the next few days because what’s a holiday without food stuffing
and flu that is definitely not flu
enjoy the typosssssssssss,
xoxo
Carley
Sending love and hugs!!! Hoping you will cool down some! Drink lots of green tea.xo
I love reading your fever dreams though I’m sorry it’s been rough and selfishly I pray you feel better today 🍂💜🍁