❝I’m spying on myself again.
I’m slicing tomatoes and tossing the chunks in a bowl.
The kitchen light is attentive, and so is the blue of the bowl.
Now must be the safest time to disappear.
I won’t come out until I’m gone.❞
There Is No Emergency by Filipina author Conchitina Cruz evokes the theme of what we call adulting—the endless obsession to organize, categorize and the need for list and labels. It was both a joy and a challenge to read, because I felt it has seen me at my best, my worst, and at my most mundane. 🌸