One thing that annoys me
is that I can stay up all night
after working a 9 hour shift
at my dead end job,
after going out to breakfast
at midnight with my guy
and arguing the whole time
about how I actually really
am crazy,
after sitting on my couch
with my laptop
reading the poetry of someone
who may or may not actually exist
as the person he portrays
himself to be...
and right when I decide
to crawl into bed,
pull the covers over me,
with one leg sticking out,
my arms wrapped around my
favorite Teddy,
That's the moment
I remember
that I'm still wearing my bra...
and no matter how hard I try
to ignore that fact,
I end up getting out of bed
20 minutes later
to take the damn thing off
because I know that's the only way
I'll be comfortable.
And as soon as it comes off
and I'm ready to lay my head
on my pillow and pass out,
I become inspired to write about this
"taking off my bra adventure"
and immediately roll over
to find a piece of paper and a pen.
Life is funny sometimes.
It's 5 in the morning.
I haven't been able to stop
laughing yet. |
Submission Name: Bra Humor...
