Some days I’m the college athlete, sinking a 3 at the buzzer.
Some days I’m the remote control, smashed against the floor with my batteries askew.
Some days I am the rug by the door, threads pulled loose by the dog’s every nail.
But tonight, tonight I’m the Powerball winner who checks her ticket before tossing it in the recycling.
For just moments ago, I sunk lazily into the couch, ready to lose myself in an episode of 20/20 and Twitter. My fingers danced across my phone and quite out of habit hit the WordPress app. Immediately I flung my body up ramrod straight, “Oh my gosh! I gotta write!”