Your Driver Is Waiting

by Priya Guns

I’m not sure which is worse, being broke or being broken.

If a realtor could describe my room they’d call it “cozy” and then stutter for another superlative.

In reality, a sheep mask would’ve been most fitting for me, for sheepishly allowing the app to control every aspect of my life.

Green lights meant go even if you didn’t want to.

I said yes, because there really is no trouble in being happy. When you live, truly live, you let go. You try new things, and you learn about yourself. There’s no making mistakes.”

I was a woman who wasn’t going to take it anymore because I swear, I have taken so much already.