5 04 pm pst [ melancholy ]
My grandfather died yesterday, and the sunset was
stunning.
There's not going to be a funeral. I like funerals.
They give me a sense of closure and a chance to touch base with loved
ones. Last night I nursed my sorrow alone.
Today Matthew and I went shopping. I got sucked into a
store full of oranges, yellows, and reds. I tried on one shirt that had
me laughing before I left the dressing room. It was so tight and
specifically sewn that it gave me the scariest cleavage I've ever had. I
took pictures in the dressing room and somehow when we left the store I
managed to have purchased it. If
I ever need to show off my
breasts, now I have the equipment...
