how to feelings

this must be one of the toughest nights of the year. another conversation in the car. and another time i can’t help but get too emotional. i don’t know.

i’ve thought about this for some time. you talk about your feelings like making fine coffee, a perfectly brewed pour over. just the right grams of ground beans, water heated to just a little more than 90 degrees, and poured over at just the right speed.

my feelings tastes like acid, like over-brewed beans. sometimes, it tastes like a cup of coffee with bits and pieces of ground beans that somehow slipped through the filter.

How did that get here?
Why can’t i make it right?

”how to feelings” print available here.