Oh Tuesday 

Tuesday dear Tuesday, 

Why has thou forsaken me?

So its 7:41 am

I woke up with hope on my mind. 

Yesterday I took my normal commute only to find that the next 2 buses that I needed would not be coming. (Insert shock and awe 😰) 

Oh yes, the bus drivers decided to strike. I know. I can’t believe it either. 

Considering this is literally like the 6th time,this year my patience is a bit low right now. 

Scrabbling to figure out how to save my job and any hopes of having a place of our own. I look for secondary options. 

I’m down to getting a lyft for tomorrow and maybe even the rest of the week. 

I’m normally down for a good cause, but if I can be Frank and today I will be. I’m a little peeved at this whole trip to California. I’m not giving up on it yet though. There’s still hope that things will get better here.

Since I have another unexpected day off I guess I’ll enjoy it. There’s no use crying over spilled milk. 

C. L Cunningham 

Positively pushing forward 


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