Today in my teenage angst, I woke up late. That didn’t help. My
sister knocked on my door to ask if I was going to my class. Helpful as this was, it didn’t brighten the morning.
sister knocked on my door to ask if I was going to my class. Helpful as this was, it didn’t brighten the morning.
After deciding against a shower, I stood in front of my closet for a full five minutes. I haven’t done that in . . . well, ever. What was I to wear? Go dressy or stay casual? The lack of shower kind of implied the casual but what did I care?
I ended up with jeans and a sweater vest that I found in the trunk of a friend’s car. Not the best choice ever I don’t think.
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