Talking to the walls

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Writer's Workshop
with Mama Kat

If these walls could talk...

They would tell you that I painted over their cheery blue color with a shade of grey. They would say it hasn't always been easy. They'd tell you I've spent a lot of nights alone and a lot of days daydreaming. They would whisper about the time I spent a week in bed with no expression on my face and questions in my heart. These walls would sell me out, for sure.

These walls of mine aren't all bad, you see... because they would probably tell you that they prefer that soft shade of grey. They feel a little more badass that way. They would tell you about the sweet baby girls who come crawling through the doorway looking for me with big smiles on their faces & the little boy who knocks and screams," Lay Lay? It's ******! I come in?" These walls would tell you all of my creative secrets and that my brain works best late at night. They would tell you how i dance around in my underwear and heels when I'm getting ready to head out. And lately... they'd probably tell you that they don't see me nearly as often as they once did, but when I do enter my room... I'm always smiling. They'd probably tell you that I've been cheating on them with someone elses walls. They would be right.

My walls are such gossips.