If you were Thumbelina
Just think of all you’d see ….
The rainbow in a dew-drop,
The soft fur on a bee.
The sparkle of a spiders web
Hung with beads of rain.
The warm smile of a buttercup
When the sun comes out again.

When we first met, it was 30mins late to class and we were chased away by a furious lecturer. My nut, number one gruesome twosome relic of the triple-trouble girls, turns a year older. You are a happy presence in my life, especially for your awareness that, no matter how frustrating, how draining or demanding deadlines get, we. Cannot. Stop. The. Party.

Nights = random insight. Upon the routine activity of staying up to sob over schoolwork, my mind reached a startling revelation : my weight vacillates proportionately to the amount of milo available at home. My weight. Vacillates. Proportionately. To the amount of milo. Available at home. The two central compulsions in my life (1. stay skinny 2. obtain milo) are at odds.

Also, Halloween.