Breadcrumb #551

FRANCINE WITTE

I had this really bad idea. I decided to do it anyway. But first, I would broadcast it on social media. 

Soon, it took over my news feed. People were commenting and liking in a way they never had. “Do it,” they were saying. “You’re amazing,” they were saying. 

My husband walked in just then. I was posting or tweeting or something. “Why don’t you stick to real life,” he muttered. “We don’t talk anymore or go to the movies.” 

“Because movies are real life.” I said, my eyes never leaving the screen. Maybe snide remarks are also a bad idea. But not really one to go viral. 

I continued with my social media. My likes were up in the thousands. This was like scoring a reservation at one of those restaurants you see on the Food Network. 

“Maybe snide remarks are also a bad idea.”

“You see?” I said to my husband who had left the room by now. “I’m popular to someone.”

Later that night, lying next to my husband who was sleeping now in our California king, I was trying to ignore the other woman smell that was rising from behind his ear. 

I turned back to my comments. “You are so awesome.” They were saying. 

I looked back to see a purple hickey blooming on my husband’s neck. I thought to shake him awake to discuss it. I wondered if that was a good idea.

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