I feel like a doll, and have felt like one all day. A pretty, painted, china doll. I always do when I am this made up. From the tip top of my head, to my very toes (toenails painted of course). It feels so unnatural and so unlike me. But this is something I have gone through many a time in the past. For all major holidays (Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Easter), and very special occasions, I am "gussied up" so. But I don't think I could ever imagine being that way all the time. Being so hairsprayed and made up and perfumed every single day that is. Its unfathomable. I couldn't do it. I wouldn't do it. I don't want to. I am not that type of girl.
Besides that, today has been utterly long and tedious. I won't even bore you with the details. I am too tired to anyway...
I have a lot on my mind. A whole lot on my mind. Too much. And I am exhausted. It greatly cripples my writing and eloquence abilities. Especially when mixed with handfuls of sugar. Thus... this is done...