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I am consistent.
I at least have that going for me.
I have a thing for buying high heels that are too tall for me.
I have a thing for inappropriateness.
I tell myself that I will wear them in my house to break them in, learn how to walk in them, and firm my ass.
I buy them in unreasonable colors.
I do not have grape anywhere in my wardrobe.
I still felt compelled to buy the beige and grape high heels yesterday.
I noticed too late the right shoe was a size 6.5 and the left was a 6.
I figured this figured.
My friend says
it’s perfectly normal
in context
My lip
swelled to the size of Angelina Jolie’s lips on collagen
came close to anaphylactic shock
but for severe allergies
it’s perfectly normal
in context
I can’t concentrate
and I panic often
but for being depressed
it’s perfectly normal
in context
I peak around the corner
to see if she’s in her office
and feel relief when she’s not
but for being paranoid
it’s perfectly normal
in context
And I think
I don’t want to be in context
if I’m perfectly normal
what fun am I?
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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