Bills to Pay

 

Dear Elle,

    The bills, they just add up. It's a struggle to hold a job. There are angry, hateful people in this world. It's hard to know what to do about that. Life gets complicated. I can't find enough metaphors. I don't have all the answers. They act like I should. I don't know how to talk to people. I thought I did. I really did. Sometimes I wish the world didn't need words. I know I missed the boat on simple. The cat understands. He goes out to visit his friends every day, but he always comes back. Sometimes I wish for the days when people wrote letters. I had the story in my head, but it keeps getting pushed out. Maybe someday I'll find those metaphors. I'll keep looking. You weren't there to keep me safe. 

Ashes