My secret escape plan might as well be exposed. I was going to run away to France. Actually maybe I still can...
Tricia spent the night last night. Today, we went to the antique store where I found a beautiful little suitcase. It looks just big enough to hold my new 12" computer. OR it could carry a skirt and two t-shirts (socks and underwear of course).
I can see myself and my suitcase spinning circles, arms fully extended pulling on the ivory handle. Pivoting with joy. The Eiffel Tower behind me on a partly cloudy day. There’s a slight breeze, just enough to make my hair part to the side without any effort. Yes, I think this is my dream for my little suitcase and me.
After the Antique store I went to the dentist. 4 tiny tiny cavities! I felt so a bad. I haven’t had A Cavity since I was 12. I felt like I did something very bad. The visit was $115. To fix the cavities will be about $500. My dentist said it would probably be okay to wait 6 months (since I’m leaving in 4 days). NO, I need that money to run away like how my cute little brown suitcase wants me to.
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