Sunday, January 21, 2007
oh, well...there is THAT.
"you must be the birthday girl."
"yes! yes, I am!"
how did he know? i must be glowing. there must be a certain celebratory air about me. i must be radiating a sense of self-awareness and self-confidence that only comes with maturity (and years of therapy).
i then walked into the bathroom, looked into the mirror, and saw a 32-year old grown woman staring back at me...
wearing a tiara.