Sunday, 15 May 2011

That kinda night

There are few things about which I get sentimental. However, I am very sentimental about certain totems that remind me of who I am and how I got here. My engagement ring went missing, presumed stolen, in Mexico three years ago and I still grieve for it. Tonight I thought I'd lost my wedding ring in the floorboards of our house somewhere. Seems there are few things that make me inconsolable like the misplacement of something I hold dear. Oh, and this mascara is the runniest, pooliest mascara I ever owned.

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