Aimee Wai

YOU ASKED WHY I WAS EXASPERATED AND DRIPPING ALL OVER THE CARPET

and I told you it’s because I am a terribly wanting type of person. I want to be soaked to my shoes. I want to bear cold shoulders and compare everything to the rain. I want to make metaphors for all of the people who blew into town and wrecked my plans.

Let me be mad and unequipped and small. Let my clothes be drenched like they stand for something meaningful. This is what you do when you have nobody to tie your shoes. You go looking for things to put you in your place and teach you about humility.

You want to yell into the big looming thing and hear your name clapped back in thunder. You want your tantrum to be matched. You want your tantrum to be matched in a big beautiful tempest.

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