it's understood

Hello Friday and the sky is beautiful blue, blue. Not me though. I'm some kind of soft and fuzzy warm pastel shade of happiness.

And my eyes are green and smiling.

And my eyelashes are pale brown. But I wish they were blackish. Was my favorite mascara on Oprah or something? Can't find it. Anywhere. So weird.

And the PODS I ordered is white and huge and sitting in the driveway; all empty and longing. Fill me, fill me.

Fulfill me.