I get up in the morning and I brush my teeth.
I take a moment and I sit and think.
Waittttt, is my period late or am I pregnant?
I get on the train and I eat a yogurt.
Everyone hates me, because it smells like yogurt.
My stomach drops and I think “Oh yeah my period is totally just late”.
I get to work and sit in my fears.
I do nothing until my boss appears.
I laugh and say, “I just exercised too much and that’s why my period’s late. “
I count the days… in my calendar.
I think of my last sexy bachelor.
And I remember, “Oh, yeah he was the worst”.
I take a lunch break and I call my Mom.
I ask for guidance in case I’m wrong.
And then I immediately realize I should never do that she stresses me out!
I make some spreadsheets and I post a tweet.
I look up some food I can buy and eat.
Suddenly, I sneeze!
My period arrives and I’m at peace… kinda.