bon iver comes on
and I am reminded that
I am better than this.
better than writing social media posts
for ungrateful breweries
who shoot themselves in the foot.
better than clients who complain
about grammar
but misspell everything in an email.
better than a boss who flip-flops
like a father in law
who stands in doorways.
the bon iver song ends,
and I cry and text my sister
about how I can't do this anymore.