Nov. 21: Aunt Symphony

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My mom has noticed that I'm "not being myself".

She decided it was time for an intervention.

This meant a shopping trip with my Aunt Symphony.

Aunt Symphony is my favorite aunt.
She's young and quirky and single.

We spend all day buying clothes I'll probably only get a few chances to  wear before I die.

When the day is done,
I feel worse.

I feel worse because I know I was supposed to have fun on that shopping trip.
I was supposed to enjoy it.
I was supposed to be happy.

I wasn't.

I didn't feel anything.

I did appreciate my aunt's effort, though.

I should write her a thank you card.
I wrote an invitation instead.

Aunt Symphony,
Will you please try and make it to my funeral? It will be near the end of December of this year.

R.S.V.P. to my mother.

Goodbye,
Caitlyn

P.S. Thank you for taking my shopping.  I had a blast.

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