A Night Alone

Sometimes, it is just nice having a night alone.

I was gone all weekend with my guy friends.  It is always amazing to me how stressful that whole setup can be. When I get home and have a chance to be alone, I truly relish the opportunity.

Tonight, for instance, I chose to sit in my room and play some dress up.  While I do not have enough for an entire outfit nor do I have makeup, I still at least have some of the undergarments and what not.  It is just fun for me to be able to kind of be a girl for once :)

I want you all to imagine waking up every day and hating what you see when you look down.  You don't hate it because it isn't "pretty" to you.  You don't hate it because your friend's "looks better" to you.  You hate it because you are stuck in someone else's body.  I swear, every time I look at myself I feel like I am looking at some stranger.  In fact, if I were to go streaking, I would probably feel no remorse or embarrassment because in my mind, it's not like I'm showing my own body.

It's a strange strange life!  Maybe someday I'll actually have the "B" cups I am sporting right now :)