Security is a fleeting gift. But we all make decisions verging on insanity to hold onto it.
I text people incessantly.
I ask obnoxious questions like, “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
I do homework in bed.
I watch one TV episode before I go to sleep.
I say good night to the people I love.
I post pictures on Instagram.
I buy clothes that I will never actually wear in public.
I drink large quantities of coffee.
I laugh when I want to cry.
I pretend to talk on the phone when I’m walking alone.
I wear fuzzy socks on rainy days.
I keep almost everyone at a distance.
I eat ice cream when I’m happy.
I sleep when I’m sad.
I never wear hats.
I collect empty notebooks.
I refuse to own an umbrella.
I don’t believe in cash.
I believe fortune cookies are real.
And all because I want to feel something akin to security.