Move a Muscle

Move a muscle, change a thought is a common adage used in meetings.

I use it as an excuse to buy a cup of coffee. Often times, I’ll slick on some nude lipstick the color of a seashell and walk over the railroad tracks to get my cold brew.

My kid sister and I joke that if they don’t see us twice a day they’ll send out a search party.

It’s interesting feeling pretty again, especially on the days I don’t decide to wear any makeup. I want to buy a new sundress, something I can wear to my job. I wish I could teleport to P’s store.

Everyday I hear back from friends and it twinges my heart.