the Bag

today, my Dream was attacked.

or, at least i perceived it as an attack.

a senior co-worker of mine joked, for the third time, why i had such a big everyday work bag.

it was a fashionable bag.
but maybe not so common for men.

the fashion editors at In Style magazine loved it.
i guess the straight men do not.

everyone was at the elevator.

and i walked in.

and that was the first thing he joked about.

i defended it, of course.
in a detached manner at first.
then, with humor.

now, i regret not attacking more.

because, he attacked my dream.
and no one has the right to do that.