literary chagrin.

dearest la biblioteca,

i know you saw this coming

i know i promised you it would be different this time

we have something great, you and i

but the problem is

sometimes my brain doesn't work like it should

when it comes to certain details

i would promise to be better

but you might not believe me

(and you miiight be validated in that)

i promise i am coming to pay what i owe you

and face you with guilty shame

but please

may i have a second chance?

also please

don't call the collections agency

(we have a bad history.)

love,katilda

dearest gray matter in my head,

please oh please

learn how to effectively remember these things!

or maybe

you can hire a personal assistant

to do things like cleaning your room and paying bills
and occasionally checking the oil in the car and the air in the tires
and greasing the passenger door that's been squeaking for 2 years
and yeah, returning the library books on time!

let's admit it,

these. things. are. not. your. forte.

but you are pretty good at some other things
like remembering song lyrics and movie quotes
and noticing people's funny quirks
and imagining ways to celebrate the good moments in life
and the good moments in other people's lives

...lest you think i'm not giving you any credit.

it's just that maybe
you are not so much cut out for grown-up life.

love, katilda