Red Wall

Tell me about virtue
Tell me about wisdom and the right thing to do
I'm growing afraid
That questions are the only constant
I was told that renting
Shouldn't stop you from designing a room
The exact way you want it to be
You never know
If you'll stay in the rental for years and years
Or leave the house you bought
After a year and a half
So paint the wall red now
You can always paint it back
You can always eat your security deposit
You can't plan for what hasn't happened yet
This was interior design advice
From a Mormon Mommy Blogger
She said don't let certain impermanence
Keep you from loving your space
She also told me
Via the comment section
That I should change my surname to Popemiller
So grain of salt, I guess
I asked my friend if we should have kids
She said I wouldn't like her answer
She said if she had to do it again
She wouldn't
She said she wouldn't trade her son for the world
She said it was hard and expensive and she questioned constantly
That she was doing it all wrong
She said she loved the way he smells like dirty little boy
I didn't not like her answer
I also didn't not like
waking up to 17 drunk texts from another life