A List of Lists

Day 6


Stories I started and never finished.

Jokes I told a thousand times.

Potential college minors I thought I should get.

Things I stole as a kid.

Furniture I got when my parents moved.

Fights I have with my mother in my dreams.

Occasions I’m only late to in dreams.

Times I spent a lot of money on a piece of tech and it was worth it (e.g., those earbuds with noise-canceling properties).

Times in public I desperately wished I’d packed those earbuds.

Times in public I quickly but covertly removed those earbuds the better to hear the conversation one table over.

Times I tried to look cool and ended up with sore arches.

Concerts where the only room left was right in front of the speakers.

Bones fractured from overuse.

Names we didn’t give our baby.

Times I realized what someone was trying to tell me more than a year after the fact.

Places I’ve set down and lost my coffee mug (e.g., a linen closet shelf, the top of the dryer, or on a bookcase).

Times I thought intimate conversations had been had in real life because they’d already happened in my head.

“Quirks” I now know are symptoms.

Pricy meals I couldn’t appreciate.

Cheap meals that tasted like heaven.

Diagnoses I went after.

Diagnoses I wasn’t ready for.

Times I had to learn you won’t ever really be ready.


Writing prompt: Make a list of lists.


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