30 Days ~ Life With My Sister Better ✦ «Genuine»

I find myself fantasizing about Day 31—the glorious solitude, the empty bathroom counter, the silence. I also notice that I am eating better because she cooks. I am sleeping better because the apartment doesn’t feel empty. I hate that I appreciate her. I hate that I will miss the wet towels.

“Don’t get too lonely.”

By the fifth day, the polite guest façade crumbled. The bathroom counter became a war zone of serums, hair ties, and three different kinds of dry shampoo. She drinks coffee at 10 PM. I drink tea at 6 AM. We exist in different temporal zones, yet the apartment feels smaller. 30 days ~ life with my sister

This is the secret language of siblings: the permission to be pathetic without explanation. Friends demand context. Parents demand solutions. A sister just sits in the mess with you. I find myself fantasizing about Day 31—the glorious

“I won’t.”