Tuesday, November 30, 2010

The Shell. {30}

Every once in a while a person gets so caught up in the now. I don't even see myself as a person sometimes; I feel like I am just a brain in a tornado of limited energy cleaning, cooking, changing diapers. Then I remember that I am a person too. One who has let herself go. Who feels forty instead of twenty one. I knew I'd never be on a college campus, I knew I'd always be a little awkward but never did I conceive my life revolving around anything other than myself. Today I took the time to put mascara on. Just mascara. A little can go so far.

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