Friday, May 22, 2026

 


—I DIDN’T KNOW I WAS BROKEN TIL I WANTED TO CHANGE

 

 

…“Darling, I’m afraid you are very wrong.” Margo’s Got Money Troubles, Rufi Thorpe

 

…Another civilization might think, “This is the way to go!”

 

…You don’t have to tell me whatever it is.

 

…You can never go wrong being gracious.

 

…What happened to us, anyway?

 

…Love me or leave me, that’s as good as it’s going to get.

 

…That wasn’t supposed to be it, but at least we don’t have to carry that anymore.

 

…You don’t want to do that right now, or anymore, or ever again, trust me.

 

…Some people still trust me.

 

…There’s always the restroom window.

 

…Author’s Note: Nothing I post here on Friday’s, or any day, is necessarily chronological or actually true.

 

…It’s your call.

 

…I could people watch all day.

 

…It could be weather-beaten skin or just a well-lived life staring back at you smiling.

 

…I can’t remember what I was trying to remember.

 

…It’s called fiction. How much more is there to understand?

 

…“How had she known what parts of herself to change?” Margo’s Got Money Troubles, Rufi Thorpe

 

…I think I’m getting confused about what’s real and what isn’t.

 

…It doesn’t matter what it is, only that I don’t know it.

 

…I keep thinking things would be different if I had a dog whistle, but, nope

 

…There’s nothing more precious in the entire world than a three-year-old girl dancing by a water fountain.

 

…See, before all that, you didn’t know I’m an idiot.

 

…Sometimes I don’t even know why I’m crying.

 

“It’s the greatest pain and the greatest love you’ll ever know.” Margo’s Got Money Troubles, Rufi Thorpe.

 

...Some stories never and some do. It’s a lucky thing either way to ever have had a story. 

 

…Words can be made hollow, and once they’re hollow, anything can be done with them.

 

…The good and the bad, they always seem to arrive tangled up together.

 

…There’s The Breakfast Club and then there’s Wednesday Morning Club. It’s not even close, which one was more epic.

 

…I feel like I’m taking too long to get to the point.

 

…Maybe I’ll have an answer in a few months, or years, or never, which would be an answer.

 

…How could I be so blind? Even after cataract surgery?

 

…Without context art is just art, a different kind of art.

 

…I have to admit, I’m really sad to lose that coat.

 

…It’s amazing what you don’t find if you aren’t looking for it.

 

…If you fall in love with a book, is it the character(s) or the author you fall in love with?

 

…How do we find a way not to waste all that?

 

…Someone told me I should keep these Friday posts more succinct, so I’m going to try that. Just this once, anyway. I’ll keep the other 32 pages on my desktop for later.

 

…If you’re not careful, you’re going to get stuck here all night.

 

It’s gonna be a bright, bright sun-shiny day.

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