A fitting place

Singlehood is a place where

“pajama time” is the sweetest phrase

and the only the children are

traumatized by the fashion faux pas of

fuzzy booties and gray long-handles at six.

.

Singlehood is a place wherein

pickle chips and a sandwich

(old-fashioned tuna salad with more pickles)

and chicken & rice soup for dinner

makes for the perfect dinner.

.

Singlehood is a place of a nap

(aaah, the nap, the hoped-for nap, the longed-for nap)

and the giggly optimism of setting an alarm

for two hours and being quite happy

after just one.

.

The other pillow is still empty.

The pots and pans are still too large.

The clothes are still in the closet.

The wallet still on the dresser.

The quietest moment is still at waking.

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a fitting place/2-15-2013