Day 8 – cold

Hey there, I high-beamed the whole way to work this morning because I didn’t take a jacket and it was freakin’ cold. The tragedy of the cooler weather was the light it shone on my sad reality. That even high-beaming my breasts act more like the torch of a theatre staffer guiding you to your seats after the lights have gone down, than any standard high-beam functioning lights.

Sigh.