For an hour or so, I was sitting by the rocks, watching the waves and thinking to myself, “I’m meant to be here at this very moment, so that I could see this and end my year feeling more alive than ever.”
If you had asked me every single day for the past year or so what I am most thankful for, 90% of my answers would have been the same: my sister, Karen. For someone who is four years younger than me, she just gets me.
We’ve been talking to each other a lot lately about our dreams and plans for the future. She’s on her third year in college and is planning to open up a small online business, and I guess you can say I’m fast approaching a major crossroad in my life in terms of my career. Some days I feel so inspired and brave, and then other days I’m a deflated balloon left on the sidewalk.
Today, I felt like a balloon tied to a tree – not lying on the ground, but not exactly floating among the clouds. And then she gave me this notebook.
And I swear, when I saw this, I felt like I had just been given a bag of pixie dust. Because at that moment, I felt like I could fly. Because my sister believes in me, and she loves me, and she just truly honestly genuinely gets me.
So Sumo doesn’t seem to think that sleeping on the treadmill is cool. He just sleeps like a zombie which is, in my opinion, pretty darn cool.
This one’s not fat, but she’s just as lazy. I guess Sophie wanted her turn to sleep on the treadmill. At least she sleeps with more poise than Sky did. I won’t be surprised to see Sumo (the other other dog) on it next.
My dog, Sky, thought that sleeping on the treadmill would be better than actually using it. Fatso, that one.
We might fight, argue and piss each other off a lot more than we used to. Most of the time, it seems like the only thing we have in common is our birthday. But you will always and forever by my other half, my twin sister.