I twirk and swirl around and then I posed in front of everyone and when I gaze around and saw everyone gather around me and their jaw dropped to the ground...
Thinking, not for the first time, that life should come with a trapdoor. Just a little exit hatch I could disappear through when I´d utterly and completely mortified yourself. Or when I had spontaneous zit eruptions. But life did not come with a trapdoor.
I'm standing here thinking, -God, I swear I will take a vow of silence and move to a monastery and worship you for all my days if you just this once provide me with an invisibility cloak, come on, come on, please please invisibility cloak now now now-. and I can't look at her on account of how I'm blinded by embarrassment.
There’s no lonelier feeling than when a crowd of people i
