Day 3
"That Was The Worst Christmas Ever!" by Sufjan Stevens
Today, my cardigan got caught on the handrail in front of my
office’s door and I felt like a frazzled cartoon character when I was
dramatically yanked back just as I was reaching for the handle. What’s worse is that when you have an
awkward, clumsy moment like that, you have to acknowledge it otherwise you end
up looking even more foolish. Like when you trip or fall, the rule is you have
to laugh extra loud so everyone knows the joke IS NOT on you because you’re
creating the joke (as proven by the maniacal, obnoxious laughter tensely
leaving your mouth.) So today, I laughed, you know, to myself and said, “Well,
geez!” to the bushes. My cardigan will not make a fool out of me.
(Here’s the thing,)
Some days I’ll have really great, witty, profound things to
write about and other days I’ll start the post with an uninteresting anecdote
about cardigan problems.
This is already the issue I see arising in blogging
everyday. But hopefully you’ll stay with me, here. Whoever you are, darling
readers.
Today’s song really reminds me of college and studying in
the library and the awkward moments I’d seem to find myself in daily. (The
first one that comes to mind is when the elevator door literally smashed my
hand and this guy had to pry it off me.)
Scents of
coffee tangled with old books—that’s what this song is to me. It’s tights with
converse sneakers, headphones and scarves, creating study mixes instead of
actually studying, and of course, cardigans and clumsiness.
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