Sipping on Silk Menage Trois at a Theatrical Facade

As the rain beats down the galvanize roof, I curl up under the covers consumed with the days happenings, the arguments I had no rebuttals for which I am now prepared to take on the next time it rolls around, the phone call which never came, the tasks I left undone because I was multi tasking and frankly forgot as the hours ticked by. I'm lying in bed  exhausted from today's events and simply wishing I could press a button to retirement, I'm running on bad vibes and pessimism but I let it simmer just enough to feel like I have the most difficulties to contend with. Tomorrow I can tell everyone just how tired I am, I couldn't get a wink of sleep yes- I'll be relevant tomorrow my gal pals n the guys will definitely relate, I'll start the conversation and remain relevant all day. Perhaps I'll even catch a bit of pity, I thrive on it.  

You go through the day topping up everyone's conversation with a little tit and tat like a quenching sip of Menage Trois Silk wine. A bit of exaggerated laughter, you text and keep in touch with your faves, a few random emojis just to let everyone know you see them, you're keeping up with their posts, you are enviable. You're admired. As the day draws in its black grand drape, the play is over and the theater seats are once again empty, you sit alone in the dress circle tilting your head to the left and to the right as if trying to make meaning of the theaters emptiness. You hadn't paid close enough attention, the audience came and left, you put on a grand show and it was a good show.... but what now? I see you searching the walls in vain, why didn't anybody stay and talk a little about tonight's display, weren't you deep and far reaching or theatrical enough? 

So many questions, you hit that mental google refresh button over and over until it lulls you to sleep.

The sun pulls down the black drapes it's a whole new scene, but you're auditioning an old performance. You haven't had the time to practice a new routine, you weren't ready, you've been busy helping the other individuals. Right now on your resume you could insert " personal friend, shopper, adviser and shoulder to cry on. But here's the thing, yes you deserve a pat on the back maybe even a blimp to let everyone know just how helpful you are. STOP. 

How are you sharing all this energy with everyone else and keeping none of it for yourself? How is it fathomable that someone should be this popular yet feel lonely at nights? How does someone with so many friends feel lonely? Answer me truthfully

Have you loved yourself today? All of you, your mental health, your image, your positivism, your flaws. Have you forgiven your mistakes or are you beating yourself up over them? Have you reflected and meditated on your blessings? Have you read a new motivational book or started chasing a goal? Have you sharpened your mind? What have you done for yourself by yourself to help yourself be your greatest self ?

It's a simple concept but a difficult one to grasp, Spend time with yourself, get to know yourself, be kind to yourself or soon no one will visit your sad, lonely theatricals and you'll be left in the grand circle or top balcony of the theater and no one to share its marvelous plays with.