Guess what! I found some coins in my couch, a $20 bill in my jeans, and half a stick of Mentos in my backpack.
The other night we danced for an hour with the lights out in a gymnasium full of strangers. I could hear the two of you shrieking as we flailed our limbs in the freedom of the dark. Three years ago we were strangers, too, but now youâ€™re my sisters. I have lots of sisters scattered all over the world.
Downstairs a man in flip-flops feeds the cats. Most of the cats are shy, but thereâ€™s this one noisy one who loves attention. One night a cat almost followed me home. It let me pat its belly and chased me up the stairs before disappearing forever. Maybe it followed someone else home and sleeps in a real bed instead of on the street.
On my birthday the corgi from the shop around the corner crawled into my lap. I let him lick my arm even though his saliva is sticky. The other day I saw an old man playing with him. The old man was smiling so hard he put a lump in my throat. I wanted to put my arms around him but I put my arms around the dog instead.
Two weeks ago my friend read my tarot cards. Sheâ€™s generous with magic. I want to learn magic, too.
My neighbor with the ponytail always says hi to me and asks me about the guy upstairs, but he never asks about me. Probably I give off vibes of okayness so he knows he doesnâ€™t need to ask.
Yesterday I hung out with my mom. Every five minutes she had something cruel to say: â€œyour top is ugly,â€ â€œyour skirt makes your legs look chunky,â€ â€œyour hair makes you look old.â€ I asked her to just tell me everything she was angry about in one go, then we ran our errands and got foot massages. I tried not to think about the bruise. When I got home, she sent me a text message: â€œThank you for being so sweet.â€
Tonight I ate a mango over the kitchen sink and let the juice drip down to my elbows.
You know, if you search the corners of your apartment and flip all your notebooks inside out, youâ€™ll probably find that you are RICH.
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