day twenty - a day late?

So I've decided that since I always end up posting outside of my 24 hour limit and end up posting really pointless stuff, I'm not gonna worry too much about the once-a-day business. I'd rather post less often and have it be more meaningful than post about arbitrary bullshit on a daily basis.

That being said, I don't really have anything good to write about today. I went out with my mom and got some new shoes and a shirt. At Target I noticed they still have the same sunglasses that you bought me last summer. The same sunglasses that broke once because the screw wasn't tight enough to hold the arm on. I probably still have the original pair somewhere because I kept it, along with the loose screw and the detached arm, in a ziploc bag. I ended up buying the same pair again, and it broke too, in the same way. I gave up after that. It almost seems metaphorical. I kept trying but it was too hard for me and in the end, I gave up. Or maybe that's just the way I like to see it because it hurts too much to think that I hurt you for my own selfish reasons. I doubt I'll ever stop missing you. They always say you never forget your first love.