Alphabet Soup: U is for (Completely) Unexpected

This segment titled Alphabet Soup: The alphabet according to someone with very little shame and a lot of time on her hands was inspired by blogger Mandy Wallace and the Writers of Kern A to Z challenge. Enjoy!

Happy Friday, readers!

I’m officially a College student again! But, surprisingly, that’s not the most important/weird/crazy thing that happened this week. Some things are just completely unexpected.

U is for Unexpected

Sometimes you’ll be having a beer, you’ll be in a car, you’ll be sitting next to someone. Everything is fine, mild. The conversation is perfectly ok, mild. Even the weather is just there, mild. And suddenly, out of nowhere, things change. Completely Unexpected. Because he said something that no part of you could ever have anticipated. Except some parts of you did and that’s also unexpected. Something you consider later. After the fact. When you’re alone and close to hyperventilating, but you don’t because you’ve never gotten the hang of panicking.

Instead, you sleep. And you wake up the next day with stress lodged in the pit of your stomach. Your heart throwing out a beat that’s quicker than it’s usual steady thump. You breathe deep because what the fuck else are you going to do? You suddenly find yourself racing towards something you can’t figure out how to want, but you also can’t quite figure out how to not want it. You breathe deep once. Twice.

The day moves on and you move with it. It’s a dance you know the steps to. Finally something that feels solid after a day of rolling waves and a tiny ship about to capsize. That’s you. Your body feeling too small to withstand the immensity of it all. Especially when a part of you knows a third of that immensity is self made. Like adding hot sauce to something that was already spicy to begin with. Your tongue too heavy to speak, your throat tight as it burns, your lungs full of fire that leaves no room for air.

Sometimes things are completely unexpected. They’re welcome. They’re terrifying. They’re worrisome. They’re exciting. As unexpected as the choices we make in response.

Have a good one, readers. Until next time!


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