you don't have to, today.

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here's the thing.

you don't have to make the bed.

you don't have to curl your hair or even put on mascara.

the pilates mat can sit, rolled tightly, in the closet.

along with the stilletos and the kitten heels.

that dish from last night? the one that held the 9 p.m. pasta craving?

it can stay, sticky, in the sink.

the e-mails and facebook chats and texts and missed calls

can stay missed.

it's wednesday, july 11

and you were granted another day.

that's the truth of the moment

and you're worth it, you pretty little thing.

the fourth hit of the snooze button.

the third repeat of that song.

the second helping of chocolate.

and that first cup of coffee.

or wine.

or water.

that look up to the heavens, where sunshine

or clouds

or rain

can pour down your cheeks.

instead of tears.