I usually don't work on Sundays but I did it as a favor for a coworker who desperately needed me to. My Sunday numbers were a hit! They surpassed what we usually do and again, the owner was excited to see me pull that off.
Then at the end of work, my coworker told me I am a good sales woman. At this point I can hear a choir of clapping behind me. I am doing AWESOME! All of my hard work is being recognized. I feel like I am putting 100% of myself into the store when I am there and it definitely feels good to be recognized for that effort.
Amy xoxo
by Radical Face
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much, but we've made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest
Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
Peel the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares escape my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs
I feel your thumbs
Press into my skin again
Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun, and the days blur into one
And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
Was never much, but we've made the most
Welcome home
Ships are launching from my chest
Some have names but most do not
If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
Peel the scars from off my back
I don't need them anymore
You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
I've come home
All my nightmares escape my head
Bar the door, please don't let them in
You were never supposed to leave
Now my head's splitting at the seams
And I don't know if I can
Here, beneath my lungs
I feel your thumbs
Press into my skin again
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