a test

Today is Tuesday. I feel okay. It is Wednesdays that I have a problem with. It’s like an anniversary which you don’t want to remember yet fail to forget. After all these weeks, will I still feel shitty on Wednesdays? It’s going to be a test tomorrow.

Maybe I’ll just be angry with my crazy menses because they are not behaving. Maybe. It’s going to be a test. If I still feel a bit like crap, then I know that it still hurts a bit. Tomorrow is the test.

I’m not thinking of it consciously, I promise.