Carla reserved us a VIP table surrounding the stage at the Prince concert. I told her that she makes up for a lot of the raggedy in my life. She really does. I can't imagine life without my sister and my soul sister. Saturday night, I will be with the soul sister while thinking of the sister. As girls, Carey and I played Prince records until they were warped from use. That shows my age I suppose. My daughter knows nothing of vinyl.
Robert and I are over. It's a relief though I'm hesitant to say so. We've been so back and forth and side to side but I think it's safe to say that I'm over it. I'm over romance in general at the moment. I will accept love should it find me, but I'm not going to look for it. I'll find other things to find joy in.
Like Prince.
Like Sisters.
Like laying by the sea.
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