"It's 2015," she said, and she paused and she wondered.

When did I become an adult? When was it that people started giving me responsibilities? When was it that someone thought I was good enough to take on a job? What has happened to me?

"It's 2015," she said, and she was tired.

It's late at night here. I'm weirdly dissociating. I should go to ( Read more... )