piratecat

Nothing felt like home today. All day I felt out of place and ugly. Passing reflective objects made me wince. No one smiled back today. I was cranky and I didnt find a birthday dress. I think I always get sad on my birthday. It usually rains too. That doesnt help the sadness. Maybe my mind was acting like old bones, aching with the anticipation of the rain. Piratedog said twenty-seven is a sexier number than twenty-six. Ill take that.