A warm ray of light came in through the window. An off white curtain softened its glare. It was one of the reasons waking up had been so easy. I turned to look at my friend who was cocooned in her blanket. Just the top of her head was visible, her black hair was all a mess and her eyes, always full of love, were tired. We gave each other that look. Why were we awake right now? Why did we decide to invite people over and tell them there would be food? How could we get out of it? We couldn't.
It was the day after Halloween. Even though the night had been good, we managed to stay responsible enough to get back to her place and into p.j's. It was Sunday morning and Andrea was hosting a Dia de los Muertos themed brunch. I wanted a birthday brunch but let it go, champagne had been promised. I had been working on a lot of things lately and today perspective was top of the list. We put on a playlist and got ready. There was shopping to be done and we were finally up early enough to have McDonalds breakfast! It was nice and warm outside considering it was the first day of November and surprisingly so was I.
Usually I take my birthday to do something sweet and quiet. I reflect and I'm serious, but this year I didn't. I didn't want to feel old, or be old, or have old(er) lady things to do. I didn't want to worry and I didn't want to care. This birthday there was going to be less thinking and more drinking. More laughing and no one ruining my good time. I was turning 21 and I just wanted to have some fun.
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