I got home and took a shower. Then ate and hoped the night would just fucking end. Wanted Halloween to be behind me already.
Watched a soap opera with mom and fell asleep. I knocked out before the night would end.
Woke up sore but happy. It's a new day and a new month.
And I made the mistake of telling my mom that I didn't like Halloween.
You know, I think I didn't like last night was because last year, my sister faked that she was pregnant (when at the time, I thought it was real) and she complained of (imaginary) pains and being tired.
She tainted my favorite holiday.
The only good thing about last night was the moon. I barely even glanced at that when my sister said the moon was beautiful. I just shrugged and walked on home.
Jen Foster-You Stayed
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