Pessimistic Optimist

I don't remember being nervous about anything,
but I am nervous about everything. 

Just as time triples in speed
when you are not bored at work,
I cannot see my anxiety after. 

My thick thumb,
nail painted blue by my daughter,
double taps Instagram images
and I pray social media just goes away.

It would take some getting used to,
but we would figure it out and be better for it. 

Sitting in a warehouse,
reading a hipster novel, 
it's so hard to find 
a friendly face.