because the magic kingdom is magically exhausting
Guess who is down in Disneyland with her mom and auntie and cousins? Day Two and she can hardly open her eyes for a picture with SNOW WHITE –– if this was happening at home she'd be hemorrhaging sparkles.
And me, back in Kingston? I just put a blanket in the wash, after scraping off about a quarter cup of half-digested cat puke.
why great novels don't get noticed now // why every day is dark all day