Holy Shit.

I feel like a child.
An antsy, obnoxiously excited child.

Secrets, Oh Secrets.

It makes me smile when I see celebrities with off-white teeth.
It makes them more attractive.
Good for them.

I have bland taste in food.
I fantasize about adding spices and veggies to my omelet.
This beautiful, colorful piece of food, but I know I never would.

There was laughter outside.
Young boys sneaked into the pool.
It is fucking cold outside.
As a kid, the weather can't bring you down.
Not even dirt can lower your esteem.

I loved playing in mud and creating funerals for my toys.

Morning Thoughts

If vampires existed, would I be as strong as Buffy?
Do I even know the concept of punching someone?
Making a fist?
If my nipples took over my boobs, would he tell me?
What if our periods were just five constant minutes of bleeding?
Would it gush?
I wish I knew how to use a sword.
Is showering even worth it?
I wonder if I am a redhead in another dimension.
A lot of things are possible in other dimensions.
I hope my hooker alter ego from dimension 9 uses protection.
I want someone to keep my brain after I die.
Maybe that will make having children worth it.
I probably need another toothbrush.
If someone had a germ detector for sight, they would gag at the sight of me.
I think it just makes me immune.

By the time I'm done processing my thoughts, I have ten minutes left over to get ready.
This is why I take the precaution of getting up at least one hour ahead of time.