I’m a what?
Rosie, you are a poet.
I’m a what!?
A poet, Rosie.
I’m a poet!
Yes, Rosie, you are a poet.
Me, a poet? But I’m just Rosie!
Well, “just Rosie”, you, are a poet.
No, I’m just Rosie!
Listen here Rosie, yer gonna get yerself a fountain pen, yer gonna go in a magazine, and yer gonna write poems and shit!
BuT i’M jUsT rOsIe
Hopefully, you too have been blessed with this wonderful video and understand my cute little parody of it. But, even better than being cute and hilarious – it’s my dream come true.
I have had some poems accepted by a literary magazine, to be published in September!
On top of that, I also scored the job I have wanted for a very long time as a science entertainer.
AND ALSO I have found a home amongst some spoken word poets who made once a month to share what they’re currently working on.
So apparently good things can happen to me?
There’s that little voice in my head that’s waiting for the slump, because after the rise, I always seem to crash harder than before. For now, I’m lapping it up. And hopefully this happiness will hang around. Until the next suspicious look someone casts me, or the tone of voice I misunderstand, and I fall into the abyss sideways of the emotional rollercoaster.