Today ended up being more monotonous than I would've liked. Things happened as they always did, but the slight emptiness I felt was not because of that.
For the play, I had to take off all of my bracelets, of which I had about twenty. Now... some of these bracelets I've had for over a year. People joked about me feeling lighter without them, but I just felt odd. I felt off-balance, like a cat with the tips of its whiskers cut off.
I felt like I'd lost a part of myself, which in a way, I guess I had.
Those bracelets were one of my signature traits -- one of the things that identified me as an individual, made me myself.
Whenever I touch my wrists, or just see them, I feel incredibly bare. Like I've suddenly been stripped naked in a room full of people.
Taylor grabbed one of my wrists today, and I felt like I might've fainted.
I can't believe that I won't be able to wear them for two whole weeks.
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