Count the Ways

Lola and I had been sitting on the grass for at least twenty minutes when I saw the writing.  The air was finally getting cooler and the moon was lit by more than fifty percent.  We stared at the street.  We do it day and night.  I enjoy it.  She likes it too.

"You are enough, just how you are." was written on the sidewalk, directly in front of my house.  I wasn't sure if it was in spray paint or heavy white chalk.  I stared at it for a while.  I am not sure if I agree with the sentiment.

1. I am getting shit at school.  Students, parents and administrators are coming after me.  I don't know why I can't play the game. 
2.  I am really fat right now.
3.  My dog always seems discontented. 
4.  I am broke and adding debt to accounts that I fought long and hard to pay off.
5.  I drink too much.
6.  I am not taking good care of my princess house.
7.  The students say I wear the same clothes all of the time.  They're right.
8.  My dog isn't trained.
9.  I haven't been taking care of my skin.
10. I don't like getting out of bed. 

There's an eleven, too. 

I don't know why those words are out there.  But I guess I like it that they are.

I hope they stay.