Solitude

The cool metal against my neck, how it presses against my collar bone, how it reminds me of who I am.

Mum's a miracle-worker. One day I'll be just like her. As inept and as amazing all at the same time.

As this cranberrybread+ham+cucumber+pepper&mayo sandwich cheers me up by three to four folds, I have to admit, you're the only one who can make me cry.