20th
Last night in my inability to sleep i decided it was time to change my profile picture on Facebook. Looking back through pictures I found one of me with red hair holding my cousin Alex. I couldn’t believe he was that tiny once. I mean he’s a giant kid so he was never really “tiny” but still … look how much he’s grown.
Then I found the picture he took of me looking out of the window at Applebees. The night we sat in the second story corner window watching it rain on Times Square. The night we sorta tried to recreate when I went to visit in April. I’m happily looking out over my fav place in NY, wearing the earrings he gave me from New Mexico.
And all I could think was “The girl in that picture has basically died.” I’m so far from the person that is in that picture. Up, down - I don’t know. But far, far from it.
