another day, another drink. right now sandwiches wishes she could talk to someone. but acknowledges it is really late and can barely spell things as it is. in fact if there was no spell check you would probably think less of her than you do now. lately she has been thinking about attractiveness and how relative it is. she has been surprised that some people she considers very attractive never have really considered themselves as attractive. this is a puzzling fact. she has also come to terms with that fact that there are a fair number of people who may consider her attractive. and of course has never thought of herself as attractive. there is a realization and a hope that a fair amount of attractiveness comes from dressing well and being confident.
coming to terms with the fact that people are writing their own story for themselves has been eye opening. sandwiches wonders how much she should interfere with those stories. there is something to be said for speaking your mind. but if you should interfere with their story or worse embarrass yourself/ ruin your own story is this a bad thing?
she doesn't want to give you the wrong idea though. she really is more satisfied with herself than she has been in awhile. and is happy with her current decisions/ actions.
but she hasn't had a sandwich in awhile. every time one appears on tv, she is filled with a longing so deep its almost inexpalinable. no metaphors are appropriate.