Lydia
This morning has only just begun, but it already feels amazing. I'm reawakened. It wouldn't be surprising if I suddenly broke out into song with all the birds in the garden like a Disney princess.
I'm floating on small, pink little clouds.
Avery made love to me in the garden yesterday. He kissed me. Took me and whispered dirty things into my ear. Underneath my clothes, there are plenty of marks from his teeth. I wear them like hidden trophies.
I pour chocolate cereal into a bowl and then add milk—in that order, so I don't get cereal jumping out of the bowl. The people doing it the other way around are monsters.
I'm about to take my first bite when I hear someone or SOMETHING tumbling down the stairs. It sounds like... Paws? And wait, is that the panting from a dog?
"Cero, co
