Education

Based on the following prompt: Prompt #3 

[And also a conversation I had recently with a client]

NaPoWriMo 2019 Day 3

I don’t know what happened when I was young.

I spent hours in books-

              At the breakfast table

                             In the car

                                           Outside with the neighbors

                                                          During lunch at school

Sometimes reading two at once

Sometimes making projects about what I read

                             In the middle of summer-

Yet I know nothing

Of keeping house and being an adult:

Subsisting on spaghetti and a George Forman grill, never fixing a thing,

Living only with furniture and clothes I received from friends,

hiring a house cleaner because I kept getting sick;

Dating cisgender men,

panicking during sex,

and grasping onto people who didn’t grasp back.

None of those books I read had any pragmatic instructions.

As an adult, I fold my life around to the modern version

of two books at once in social situations:

Alternating between Pintrest and Instagram and

              How-to podcasts and tv shows about cooking and

                             adults who will keep me pointed in the right direction

One new piece of furniture, one kitchen knife, one box of produce

              At a time.

As I open up into adulthood, my home and I

              Become more colorful, more organized, cleaner, and more full of flowers.