We were on our way. We had to perform short dances, and songs. At the end of what was 5 hours, the roles were announced. He got Peter, and I got Ca...tain Hook. Costumes are usually fitted 2 weeks prior to the play, but there were a few things that each of us tried on. All they had for me was a horrid feathered hat that did'nt even resemble what it's really supposed to look like. They said they'll fix it in due time. But Logan. Logan got to try on a pair of silk green tights. He asked to. Sure, I like to admire the whole package but I always start by looking at the legs and hers are gorgeous. Apart from a little group of freckles on her left shoulder, her skin is flawless – unmarred by unsightly tattoos. Today's outfit showed off her long legs and clear skin wonderfully.By this time, she'd made it to the front of the line and I watched as she chatted cheerfully with the barista while he started filling her order. Her high tinkling laugh drifted to me across the noise of the cafe. If I get into a good engineering school, maybe I can find others who also teeter on this line and form a camaraderie. Maybe not. But in this town, I can only hang a facade. It works, but it makes me empty inside. Thunderstorms are always lovely to watch, especially in this flat country, and I would usually be outside, on bike, camera in hand, participating in a town tradition of Natural Selection. But this storm was a finality of its kind. The prime-time of tornadoes was over, and all this. Seeing their decay still reflected on my ageing. To camouflage menopause, personal upkeep was doubled down. My attire remained selected for attention, but conservatively. I went to the hairdresser weekly and there was not a sniff of exposed grey hair. Makeup, used sparingly, was my friend. Passing men’s second glances confirmed, I remained a woman. My new mantra was. I don’t need eggs; it means I’m free of monthly cramps!We owned a downtown Seattle condo near the Space Needle, purchased to be.