tolerant snails

no matter how hard you try, or how much time passes, there are some people that you will not be able to stand. or tolerate, if you will.

this does not make you a bad person. it simply means that you don’t have enough in common to be able to be around them or hear news about them.

it doesn’t make them a bad person either. it just means they’re annoying. and that’s fine. you might be annoying to someone. you probably are. life goes on, though. we wake up, we try not to focus on the bad, and we indulge in things we are passionate about, no matter how ridiculous those passions might be.

for me, it’s tacos, wizard rock, good fanfiction, poetry, good books, and drawing pictures of sexy women or my friends. those are all simple things that can take my mind so far from one annoying person that i’m clear for the rest of the night. and that’s all i really ever need. just to be okay for the night. because tomorrow, regardless of chores and things i have to do, i force room for past time activities. i am a snail.

sometimes i’ve felt bad about my snail-like existence. not everyone gets the chance to do their favorite past time activities, so stress piles up on them and before they know it they’re tossing themselves off mount doom. but i know how important these past times are for me. some call it lazy, but i call it taking my mind off of the people and things i can’t stand.

and it’s working.

snail-like, but it is.

Family Photos

“nans, i went to both ladies
at target
you’re saving the photos to the
camera, not the card.”

“hm.”

mom adds her 2 cents.
“she can put the card
in her computer
and tell you more than they did.”

i dash away, beckon the internet -
oh look,
all 18 shining photos
i never wanted to see
hello, sister.

“it’s a close-up! doesn’t she look nice?”
no, she doesn’t.
she’s just a big-toothed stranger.
and there you are, dad,

smiling next to her like there’s no tomorrow.
but when you’re shoved into my vicinity,
the camera melts. you are plastic.

i wonder what someone would say
if they ever tied us down long enough
to see our family photo.