Flowers

I love getting flowers. This might sounds girly, but who cares, flowers are pretty and awesome. I was walking along the street today and I walked by one of the many deli's with flowers in front. I remembered a time when I had gotten flowers and it made me smile. I continued down the block and thought, maybe again one day. Then it hit me, fuck it! I turned around and bought myself flowers. Why should I wait for someone to to do something for me that I can clearly do myself? So now, once again, my apartment has flowers. And they make me smile.