We Were

We were alive and it was good. We woke up, went to work, paid our bills, and did this everyday save for when we took breaks to pray and eat big meals and talk about the past. And you and your family did the same. And you liked it, even in the times when you thought you didn’t. And in desperate hours, usually right between midnight and three a.m., we gazed up at the empty ceiling and wondered if others were doing the same. And they were. Because we all did this together. Worried and argued and laughed and emptied packets of synthetic powder into expensive coffee.