Pretty Baby/Sister

Second Semester of Grad school!

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Sister, do you remember the first time we ever saw each other?
You don’t? Neither do I. It must have been during the day. That’s the only time I
see you.

Oh please don’t look at me like that. I’m not trying to get at anything. I was just
wondering if you remembered. That’s all. Ok?

You look really pretty today. One might wonder if you have some special event
you are going to tonight. I wish I could get my skin to look so bronzed. You
always had that certain glow, you know? And the added weight is quite
becoming. You look like some exotic ripe fruit! If anyone can pull off plumpness, it
would be you! It gives you an aura of confidence and someone really…well,
really living.

What? I’m embarrassing myself? Oh. Sorry. I just well- you look nice is all.

Can I just say…
that honestly, I see all the things in you that I wish were qualities I had myself. Oh
I know its not just about looks – It’s your attitude too. One of the biggest
differences between us is you never waiver. You can glare until I wish I would
just burst into flames. Instead, when I don’t avert my gaze, it’s because I am too
terrified to even move. You don’t shy away from anything.

Remember that giant mouse that came, when was it? Last Tuesday I think. I will
never forget it. You were amazing! It came right up to us and I was just frozen
with fear. But YOU, you stood your ground and kept right in its way. It came all
the way to your nose and you still didn’t falter. You never looked more beautiful.
And without saying a word, you got your message across and it eventually went
away. It wasn’t worthy of your attention at all. I agree.

What? I know. I’m talking too much. You would think that after all this time I
would have picked up some of your good traits. Especially, your wisdom in
understanding that not all communication happens through speech. I don’t even
know why you still come here day after day. I wouldn’t. Really you are a saint.
Just forget what I said. I don’t know what I would do if you stopped coming. No!
I’m not threatening anything! I am just. Don’t leave. Ok? Good.

I have a crack in my foundation? What do you mean? Metaphorically? Please
don’t be so mean. You know how much your opinion matters to me. No, really
you see it? Where is it? Oh I see, yes I see it now. Just under and to the left.
Huh. Sister, Oh sister look you have one too. How funny- it’s in the exact same
spot as mine. I know I should be worried, but to be honest… I am glad we finally
share something in common.

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