on the bright side, easter was nice, as was the rest of the weekend. my mother continues to spoil all of us rotten and still puts together baskets for all of us. this year was a milestone in that it was the first time she actually prepared a basket for me and my significant other to share. yes, i am no longer the selfish little yvette of yesteryear; i was delighted to share with anthony (so long as he didn't take the candy i wanted -- baby steps).
ah but this was earlier. now i lay in bed propped up on a pillow feeling sick and lonely.
august... august... august... august... august...
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