Made In America: Europe Edition

Katelyn {4}

The time on the small compact microwave in the hotel room read 8:30. It was only 8:30 and every concert was making me feel slightly exhausted.

I so far had watched tv, did a little shopping, and did some responding to fan mail.

Such a successful day off tour.

I was sitting on the couch, my feet up, and was wearing a night shirt, that was from my high school. And a pair of athletic shorts.

I was scrolling through Twitter, reading what the whole world was doing.

Some people from high school were off at that their big jobs, like at an office or a law firm.

But then there's me, the most likely to become a singer, is living to the fullest potential, and what everyone thought I would do.

I have always been super skinny, so it was easy to find cute clothes, and not worry about the sizes. But being skinny comes with its down sides, like constantly watching how much I eat, and what I eat.

Like tbh I love me some cookies, but I can't eat them. I sometimes splurge, if it's a special occasion, or Im in a bad/sad mood.

It comes with its perks.

I decided to get up off the couch, and head to bed, considering my eyes were at the fluttering stage, where they wanted to go to sleep, but I was holding them back.
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