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Snippets, twelve

Here are some short pieces based on things that have happened in my life recently.

Nap Weather

All weather is nap weather. Gloomy days with a sky blanketed with gray clouds do make me sleepier, but there is something I find so pleasant about stretching out in the sun like a cat and just dozing off. Perhaps this is odd, I haven't thought much about it until today (a sunny day) when I thought about how lovely it would be to take a nap. I wonder, do others nap in all weather? Or is it reserved for days when you're just so cozy that you can't help it? There's a sense that you shouldn't waste a lovely weather day, shouldn't sleep it away, but I love the feeling of sun warming my face as I close my eyes and just relax.

Physical

A friend asked me if I'd done a listicle of physical attributes I liked about myself. I don't believe I have, but please let me know if I'm wrong. I resist doing this prompt because I don't think I'd be able to get to 15 (which all of my listicles are). If I did, I think I'd probably be lying to, at least, some extent. Anything I like even remotely about myself I can find fault with. For instance, I like my eyes, but they're also different shapes. I like my hair, but it feels like it's thinning and I keep finding split ends. I used to like my breasts but now they sag significantly. I think I should stop this section now.

Real Housewives of Beverly Hills

I've been rewatching the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills (or RHOBH) and it's shocking to me at times. One woman, Taylor, has an abusive husband and the husband ends up dying by suicide and leaving her in an immense amount of debt because, while she had left him, they were still married. Another woman, Kim, is struggling with, at least, alcoholism. A lot of RHOBH is still pettier drama, but it's jarring to see these intense issues on display. 

Swiping

Swiping is hard work. I know it seems easy: right for okay+ and left for bad (in case you forget just remember: "To the left, to the left, everything you own in a box to the left"), but it can truly be exhausting. I recognize that I judge people a lot by their looks, but I try to give every profile a fighting chance by reading it. But ho boy can that be so much worse. It's shocking what some people say in their profiles (I experience men's profiles but I'm sure there are some equally wild women out there as well as some wild nonbinary profiles). There are also thoughts that cross my mind like "Why waste a swipe on this guy? He's way too hot for me." But then again, why waste a swipe on a guy I'm not into at all? It's hard to find a guy that I think I'm interested in who I think would possibly swipe right one me too. I haven't been swiping a lot lately because it has just seemed like a slog lately. I have recently dipped my toe back in and have a couple of matches but boy oh boy are they not conversationalists. Maybe I should swipe more, but I think I'm going to go back on a break.

Toes

I got a pedicure a while back and there is still some polish on my toes. I should get rid of it but I just don't have the motivation. Who is going to see my toes beside me anyways? I suppose if it bothers me, that is sufficient reason to fix it, but I honestly fear it would be hard to do with my stomach. I don't mean that I can't stomach my feet or something like that, I mean that it can be difficult to lean forward with the size of my stomach. I fear that doing something as simple as removing toenail polish would trigger my body image issues. So, I just let the chips stay for now.

(Prompt by Kimisha Cassidy)

"Nap" by GR


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