I stretched out on my bed, trying to make a snow angel like old times, but only ended up messing my skyblue sheets, sending several of my furry friends and overstuffed pillows onto the floor. I yawned, closing the notebook momentarily, putting my faux feather pen aside, fearing my moment of laziness might crush that which I held most dear. I rubbed my eyes, wondering what time it was as I finally hopped out of bed. Before me, I see Sky, a dishevelled Sky, a silly Sky dressed in oversized baby blue pajamas that you bought. A mistake you made! But a mistake i will always wear. Don't give yourself too much credit, I just like that colour!

The Sky in the mirror today is not very different from the sky just outside my window, light, with a generous sprinkling of messy cotton clouds, completely absent of any hints of grey. A bright sunny day! I reached to free my hair from the evil clutches of that cyan scrunchie, letting these brown curls tumble freely to my waist. I frowned and she frowned back. Dark brown is such a boring colour! I saw the reflection wink back at me and we both smiled. I knew you would freak out if i cut my hair short and dyed it burning red in a moment of madness. I enjoy letting you linger with that possibility. But I wont. Because I love you.