PERFECTION IN ACTION // Priorities 101 — unbolt me

I studied my Christmas tree, not comprehending what was wrong with it. Something was off. I circumnavigated it like a fretful boat on a sea that was too calm—as if expecting a kraken to suddenly breach its briny surface. Everything was there. Shiny garlands. Christmas balls. Even a ruby star on top! So… what gave? […]

PERFECTION IN ACTION // Priorities 101 — unbolt me

I studied my Christmas tree, not comprehending what was wrong with it. Something was off.

I circumnavigated it like a fretful boat on a sea that was too calm—as if expecting a kraken to suddenly breach its briny surface.

Everything was there. Shiny garlands. Christmas balls. Even a ruby star on top! So… what gave?

Then I looked at the wall. My calendar read May 23rd. I considered this… and took the calendar down.

I adjusted one of the balls then got on with my day. Who cared about dates when I was in a perfect New Year’s mood?

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2021

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