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What the Good Days Are For
Declan AshworthOn the good days I stockpile normalcy like a squirrel before frost —I carry my own groceries up the fourteen steps,I answer "fine" and mean it, mostly,I let myself forget, for whole stretches, what my body is actually doing.
I used to think the bad days were the real meand the good days were a kind of performance.I don't think that anymore.The good days are real too. They're just not reliable.I've learned to love something that isn't reliable.I had a lot of practice, growing up Catholic.