EVERYDAY HIGH

I was doing laundry. Trying to help my son and subconsciously myself clean up our act. And improve my mood by freshening up how I think about everyone around me.

“Why would I want to come home and live with people that are dirtying my space, I’m going to eventually want to get away and stay away. “

I told him the same about his body and mind.

“If you only put junk in, you will eventually get stuck and have to live with crap.”

Then I did the deep thought pause, like I was about to, and already had said somethings making me a hypocrite. The fact that I claim my love is unconditional but was giving my son an ultimatum. Or telling him to make sure he stays healthy when I’m trying to shed the shit I eat.

But fuck it. We need the honesty, so we don’t grow into adults we dreaded as kids-wishing we were someone else. Covering our greatness in dirty thoughts with a stench that keeps us buried and alone.

I use Purex laundry detergent and as I watched it pour out, I thought

“My thoughts are pure.”

The journey to become an ex. can clean up your life. It can be hard? And it could be easy depending on how many you want. Ex’s make your feelings overflow until, the one you are with gets wrecked during the cleanup.

Then I heard something spilling. It was the detergent-making the floor slick.

My daydream was over, and I told myself, “That’s the last time I take an edible.”